Story About Hazel

This story begins with a woman named Hazel, when she was about two years old her father left her with her mother who had a drug addict. As she was in school she tried to make a friend or two but she never did she was always the last one pick in any event. As Hazel got older she started going to the library to do some research on her family history, she remembers her father saying that she was special and when she gets older she will know how special she is. Hazel was a violent person but who could blame her she was raised with a drug addict of a mother who didn’t care much for her. As Hazel got a lot older she stopped talking to her mother, she didn’t even attend her mother's funeral as she was far away at college. She was glad she doesn’t have to worry about her mother laying a finger or hand on her ever again. But she started thinking about what am I to do with the house the only thing she thinks is once she finishes with college she can move back and live in her childhood home maybe fix it up a bit. As she was thinking all of this she ended up with a weird feeling like she was being shocked deep down but she looks and she didn’t see anything and she wasn’t stepping on anything either so where was this shock was coming from she was trying so hard to figure it out but the shocking feel just disappeared so she didn’t think anything of she was thinking one of her limbs fell asleep and it's now getting the blood flowing back in. As she was packing to get ready to move back to her hometown she remembers that shocking feeling she got the other day she is going to have to do some more digging on her family when she gets back. As she got on the plane to head back to her childhood home and the place she wants to get out so bad is now calling her back. As she was getting off the plane she had that same feeling hit her again but this time she was sitting down wait on her ride to take her home so she decided to give herself some little messages where she was feeling it, it works a little bit and as she got into the taxi she even up with a lot more shocking pain but she tried so hard to ignore it until she got home. Once she was finally home the pain was soo bad she let out a loud growl and as she was trying to figure out where and how she growled like that she feels her body being set on fire she didn’t know what was going on with her, she headed to the bathroom and ran a cool shower seeing if that would help cool her body temp down. She stood there for a couple of hours until she was cool and relaxed. As she was getting out of the shower she looked into the mirror and she saw her birthmark had gotten darker she thought to herself she never seen it change. As she was looking herself over she found a scar she has never seen before it was had some teeth and a nail marking of an animal. She was trying so hard to remember some of the things her father told her mother about her but she can't remember anything it's like someone erased her memories. As she was getting ready for bed she started looking at old pictures of how it used to be before her father left and her mother got into drugs.

As Hazel woke the next morning her body was on fire again but this time when she tried to get into the shower it burned more. As she was in so much pain all she could do was try to get it to pass after hours in pain finally it disappeared, she had to find answers to what is happening to her if only she could find one of her good friends that lives in this area or family member to get them to help her through whatever she is going through. As she was sitting at the kitchen table she was lost in thought and then she remembered her mother didn’t throw anything of her fathers away so she started looking and digging in the attic and she finds something like a book something it had a wolf on it which she doesn’t remember seeing anything like it before. As she was carrying it downstairs she saw something else that she never saw either she went to go look at this thing found out its another book with the same wolf on it so she grabs it and went downstairs to the kitchen table. As she was setting up her little work area she pulled out both books and she looked at them she decided to read the one that was in her father’s belongings. As she opens her father’s book she saw something about her having some kind of gene that was passed down to her so she kept reading more into it