The Lost Century

My name's Sophia. I woke up that morning like any other morning. Except this wasn't any other morning. I find my parents dead, and no explenation. A horrible disaster has struck my life. But I can't let it happen again, and Ray won't either. So there is only one place to go...off on a journey. Someplace with aswers and help. And maybe I'm just a little older than i thought....

(I wrote this a LONG time ago, so it's not very good, but it's my first complete novel so i thought I might share it with you)

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1. Awakening

 

YAWN! I woke up that day like any other day. I turned to my left side like I did most of the time, but that day I didn’t feel as tired. I sat up in my bed and I started coughing. Then I noticed something really strange. The covers, they were dusty, I mean really dusty. But the strangest thing was the clock was frozen, no ticking none of that just broken. It was working fine the last time I checked. Then I glanced over at Snuffles my hamster, my DEAD hamster! NO! Not Snuffles why him. Mom and dad got him for me on my 8th birthday. Wait mom and dad. “MOM” I shouted “DAD“. I ran up to their room crying. Snuffles is dead I shouted! But that wasn’t the worst part. There in their bed I saw two skeletons laying. This wasn’t happening.

I did a stupid thing and raced out side screaming at the top of my lungs. I had to tug on the door a bunch of times, it was stuck. I finally made it outside, but what was going on? The park that used to stand right in front of my house was now a jungle of grass and overgrown trees. The grass stretched around the block, and the trees broke through the windows of houses. Where would I go now? What would I do? I didn’t have time to think about that any longer because I was interrupted by a growl. It was a low pitch growl. What was it? A dog, a lion, a tiger? What ever it was I didn’t want to find out. I started to race to my left as fast as I could. I took a glimpse behind me. The creature looked like a wolf, well some messed of version of one anyways. It was too close I was going to dye. I curled up into a ball. This was my last breath, but instead of dyeing the growling stopped. I looked up, a man with black hair, ripped jeans, and a brown shirt was standing in front of me. He had a riffle, he must have killed the wolf.

“What were you thinking? why are you bare foot?” he demanded.

“What’s your name” he asked.

“S…Sophia” I mumbled.

“Where is your family’’.

I explained what had happened. He looked at me for a moment. “That means you just had your awakening.”

“y…yes” I said

“Strange, I have never seen them attack during the day, but then again with a plump girl like you how could they resist?” he continued.

“Look Sophia were do you live” he asked.

I pointed to what was left of my house.

“I see, well I’m going to get you clothing come wait in the hall” he announced.

“NO!”

“I’m not going back in there” I shouted

“O.K fine stay out here, but if another wolf comes just yell” he said ironically. I had no choice but to follow him inside.

He went up stares and came down with a tattered and torn green shirt and a ripped pair of blue jeans. He went back again and came down with my brown leather sewn shoes, but they looked so old, when I had only gotten them last week.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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