Vindictive to the ghoul Alpha's desire

I chivvied out of my house to the hedge. I stumbled on a stone and fell. Instead of standing at once, I took my time and watched how the ants seemed to mock the grasses for being not as tall as the tree in the manner the ants used to walk through them. But what could the poor thing do! Rather than sway from every angle. The ants walked on the grass still, following their due part to their colony. What tragedy, and sullen it was. I smiled and stood up straight, cleaning my clothes from the dirt that was trapped on my black shirt. It was at the c***k of dawn when it occurred. I walked forth, and I was standing at the edge of my compound when I heard noises down the street. I looked around, and I caught a glimpse of no one still. I tried walking down the street, but I felt too wearied to move an inch. I walked backward to reach my shoes on the lawn. In wearing them, a shriek was what I had heard again. I couldn't resist any longer, and I had some time to dissipate before I could cart to school. The day was so beautiful for me to experience any flaw or trouble. I took the little time I had and my school stuff and rushed down the road. I couldn't believe it for myself when I saw everything. I really witnessed a scene that would haunt me forever. There in front of me was a car that had skidded off the road and crashed into a tree, the impact sending shattered glass and twisted metal flying everywhere. I walk over to the side of the road, towards the wreckage, my heart racing with fear. As I approached the car, I saw a young woman, barely out of her teens, slumped over the steering wheel, her eyes frozen in a permanent stare. But what caught my attention was the small, child's seat in the back, empty and intact, except for a small, stuffed teddy bear that lay on the floor, its glassy eyes staring up at me. I felt a lump form in my throat as I realized that the child who had once sat in that seat was nowhere to be found. I looked around frantically, but there was no sign of the child, only the eerie noise from the car as I had heard. I had a second feeling that perhaps she didn't carry the kid along. As I stood there, frozen in horror, I heard the sirens in the distance, growing louder with each passing second. I knew that help was on the way, but I couldn't shake off the feeling that I had just witnessed something truly tragic. It was an ambulance. As it came few people then stopped by to feed their eyes. They carried her in as I stood, watching them doing their work. A shallow noise woke among them. But neither did my attention was thrown to it. After they had taken her to the hospital, the gathering was resolved, and I had to rush to school within the blink of an eye. With the notion of what happened, I sat on my bench stunned. “It's time for the talking” a student whispered. I raised and walked to the center of the class and placed everyone in order. The talk was among us students to resolve our controversy, which was to choose an event among ourselves that would be carried out in some months to come. There goes a student, trying to make a point about what he feels it should be while crossing his feet and leaning against the wall. "But I think we should do something more real and terrific as compared to that idea I pooh-poohed on." Without being reticent, he let the chuckling out of his mouth. "But dude, I still think we should go camping night at the beach," Lewis said with so much hope of acceptance to himself before he said it out. With so much disregard and with fire in their eyes, Alex and the others stared at Lewis due to his proposal. After all the haggling, I suggested that we should forgo all that had been said and we should go to the woods rather than the seashore. "What!" A voice went through the entire class. "You've got to be kidding". Another added with a gap, which showed how frightened the person was, and it sounded more like a male's voice. My suggestion drove everyone to bunkers, and they started a bizarre attitude of fear, which made them reluctant to respond to me or give their own opinion. In my heart, I was throwing scorns at them because of their horrendous and monotonous fashion; which really got too deep on my nerves. "Cat got your tongue?" I stood in front of everyone and shouted so boldly like a fearless knight in the shadows of the night. "Or you guys are scared of how the woods will be freaky dreadful?" I added in a questioning manner. Even though I was getting on their nerve too, that moment, but profoundly in me, I was also as terrified like a kitty in an inn as they were, which placed all of us in one fist. "You don't even know how skeptical we are when it comes to issues about the wo, ods right. And at times, I can’t even reach to fathom how you manage to know things about the woods". Suddenly and without thinking, Alex exclaimed while wearing a face that showed frightfulness. I giggled to his face, and I spoke my mind. “Don’t worry scaredy-cat, I’m gonna be your guild.” Eventually, everyone decided to go to the woods, and I went home with a sneer on my face. Proud and gleeful about it, which swept me back home easily. Even though I've never been in the woods before, I could still surprise some people with my knowledge of it since I always dream and read some stories related to it. And I really wanted to be there in reality and not fantastical as always. Night came by, and I got bored and started gallivanting around the house, feeling so lost and empty. It was around 9:00 PM. I needed to know something, something that needed to have been known by me, something that shouldn't be hidden from me any longer, something that my mom deprived me of knowing or even saying a hint about. If I were being asked about her reasons, why she kept things away from me, I would have known what to explain. I went to the drawing room and met her sitting on the couch. I say beside her gently, rather than taking another seat, since it had much space. She was reading one of her eerie novels again. And Just as I glance eyes on the cover book, it gives you a strong perception that its content is damn horrific. “Mom! I thought you stopped reading such a genre of novels. It got me scared just from its cover picture.” All she did was smile, but she didn't keep it away. She stayed silent, reading her book in tranquility. She didn't say anything after some minutes, which made me cheesed off. “If you don't mind, Mom, could we have a word?” My mom slammed the book and sat upright. She placed the book beside her and smiled broadly. She became very surprised to get me trying to have a conversation with her. “What's that thing you really want us to talk about at this time hunny, ain't you feeling drowsy?” She looked at me with her vibrant face and eyes and asked. Talking was more than me. I had to stay quiet for some time before talking, being that I wasn't ready to bring up a pity party at that hour, but I had no choice but to question her on what my mind was meant to feel. “I want to know what happened to my father, what happened to him before I could become of age as I was. I feel so ashamed that a boy of my age, won't be able to explain to his friends or anyone who asks about my father. So I need to know Mom. I really need to know.” My mom saw intuition in me, for having the courage to meet her. I was just a nineteen-year-old boy in high school. She huffed and puffed before she could start talking. “Okay kid, you won.” Her expression wore a smile on my face. I started having hope that she wouldn't lie to me this time. I had to prick my ears to everything thing she was about to say. I began having a conversation with my mom about what happened to my father. She told me that my father was killed when she was still pregnant, of which was my kid brother. And what killed him when I was still a kid. And before she could continue, I cut her cut, and told her what I witnessed before going to school, which was the accident, and it really made her sad. She told me all that had happened without hiding anything. She said it was a demon who left the underworld, to the human world, to frequency the town, which had him killed. She never wanted to narrate the same story to my brother, that's was why she didn't bother to invite him to the discussion. I was still sitting close to my mom in the same seat, which gave me every feeling of what happened. She said it was like it was the ruler of the demons, according to what my father told him. He is a ghoul and an Alpha in his territory, and in addition, a gluttonous one at that. As she was talking, she didn't shriek, she was just using the hush method of talking. I was so sad. I pitied my lovely mom for being a young widow at an early stage of her marriage. I slouched and continued listening to her as she was speaking. Her narration, really made me blue. I wasn't expecting to hear that from her. I was shocked that demons do exist. I was like a video game in real action. 'So demons do exist.' I murmured it to myself, thinking she would listen to what I was saying, but she did. She accepted that demons do exist, that she was a tree when she was still a little girl. She could still remember how they went about doing their evil. She also told me that there is a veil that separates the spirits from us. As she told me so, the information about my reality became clearer to me. I wouldn't have believed if what she told me was being told by someone else. But for the part of the veil, I saw it to be something so intriguing for exploration. I thought things about the veil were ideal, unknowing that it was real. She told me that she wasn't sure if the demons had been destroyed or if they were still in action. I tried asking if she knew where the veil was found. As I did, she didn't listen to my words. Her sudden way of behaving, made me ire again. I was filled with vindictiveness. I began having that urge in me to vengeance which was starting like a sprout. I knew that telling her would be a trigger to store up another issue. I felt tired and decided to leave her in the living room, and I was off to bed. As the message passed to my knowledge, it severely blew and burned away all the sleep feeling in my eyes.