Once upon a time...A Story by Olive BelikovAs im standing here alone, surrounded by six hungry wolves in the middle of the forest, i realize something: i love him. i love him like the moon loves the stars, like a woman loves a man, and i'll never see him again. i wish i could have realized it earlier; maybe we'd be together now, holding hands and whispering words of love to each other. but instead, i'm here; facing my death and knowing i never got to love him. A grey wolf with matted fur licks its lips. i pull my red coat tighter against me, fighting the erg to run because if i do, the end will come that much faster. i remember when i was little, my mother warned me about the wolves of this forest. she told me stories about her great-great grandmother who was attacked and killed by a pack of wolves in this same wood. that was decades ago, i never thought the same would happen to me. but thats what everyone says isn't it? i can see the anticipation in their black eyes as they size me up, probably wanting to go for the easy kill. i wonder if they can smell my fear, if they can detect the soft sobs coming from my throat. i close my eyes and see Daniel there, his blue eyes smiling and his dark hair waving in the breeze. it makes me forget for just a moment about what is to come in the next few moments. i hope and pray that it won't take long, that it wont hurt too much. a strong breeze blows through the valley and as leaves whip around me, i can smell the smoke coming from the cabin. it's the sweet smell of logs burning and i know it'll be the last smell of home i'll know and remember. i'm ready, i think to myself even though i know it will never be true, i'm ready for what's next. © 2011 Olive Belikov |
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1 Review Added on April 24, 2011 Last Updated on April 24, 2011 AuthorOlive BelikovMTAboutI am a daughter, a sister, a grand-daughter, a niece, a cousin, a friend. I am a partner, a student, a young girl, and a grown woman. I am confident and scared, terrified and excited. I am loving and .. more..Writing
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