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~Lisa's POV
I stood frozen.
The wolves, two of them, were big, bigger than anything I had ever seen. Their eyes glowed, and their growls rumbled deep, like thunder rolling through the forest. My legs trembled. My breath hitched in my throat. I couldn't scream. I couldn't move.
But then, I ran.
I didn't know where I was going. My feet just moved. Branches whipped at my arms, tearing at my dress. My heart pounded so loudly I thought it would burst. Behind me, the wolves gave chase, fast and hungry.
"Papa!" I screamed. "Papa, help me!"
But no one answered.
Tears streamed down my face. I stumbled over a root, almost falling. I didn't want to die. I was just a little girl who got lost trying to act like a big girl. I wanted to go home. I wanted to feel Papa's hand in mine again.
And just as I thought it was the end, as I heard one of the wolves leap behind me, they appeared.