Cries in The Dark

I sat in the corner or my room, my gaze fixed on the blood oozing out of my wound on my wrist. So beautiful. my hand itching to taste the blood. blood drops making stains on the wooden floor. I licked my lips, starving. I heard a loud scream from the room next door. painful and frightened screams, a beautiful melody playing, peaceful and comforting. I felt my lips curving up to a smile. I held my head back erupting a laugh, a sinister laugh. where it cam from i did not know. I felt my cheeks wet, with my hand i found out that I was crying. but why? why was I crying? a huge wave of confusion hit me.

I heard a low angry growl next to me, turning my head I saw a gigantic black wolf with red shot eyes penetrating me with its gaze. without realising it, I held out my hand and burned it in to ashes. what did i just do? how did i? I looked at my hand, I whimpered in fright, trembling.

what am i?

why did i.... who am i?

i dont remember?...

- From the diry of a lonely girl.