The Wolf GirlMy name is May,and I have seen a wolf.It was late afternoon.I had just got home from school.I was unpacking my school bag,when I glanced out the window.I saw the ferns outside rustle.I saw a grey blur across the yard.Than 2 more emerged.Wolves.“Mama!” I shouted,“there are wolves outside!”She came running quickto see the last one disappearinto the forest.She gaspedand called the policereporting a pack of wolves.But when they arrived,the wolves were gone.They left no traceexcept for our trampled ferns.The next day, it was all over the news.We don’t get much wolves around here.The headlines called me the Wolf Girl.It died down weeks later.I didn’t think much of it,well, until today.I am walking to the bus stopwhen the undergrowth next to me rustles.A grey wolf slides out into the morning fog and mist.I freeze, and look down,for I knew that lookinginto its eyes is a sign of aggression.“Please go away,
The Basement MassacreThere is a knock on my door.I walk to it, and open it.It is one of the guards."Miss, I am to take you to the basement.There are riots.Please Miss, for your safety." he says.Why would the guards suddenly care for my family's safety?We are prisoners of the rebellion.But, I get up, and follow himto the cellar.I see my family there.My sisters, my father and mother.The guards gather us together.Their leader pulls out a slip of paper.He starts reading the orders that we are to be executed,right here,right now.Before any of us can do anything,he takes a pisol, and fires at my father's head.He collapses in a growing stream of blood.My mother is praying.She gets shot too,before she can finish her prayer.Then they turn to us.Now I have completely registered in my mind that I,Anastasia,Daughter of the Russian Tsar,will die tonight,in this basement.The guard that led me herefires at my chest.The bullet somehow bounces off my corset.The other guards shoot at my siste
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