Miracle
The dark tunnel that I once tried to escape had become my prison. My other persona reigned fully, and no amount of shouting could break the darkness that enveloped me. Even my wolf, Light, couldn't do anything. I felt hopeless.
Sitting on the ground, my palm against my forehead, I pondered ways to overcome the curse. There must be a way. My blood wasn't genetically evil. Perhaps there was something I could do about it.
"Mommy," a sudden whisper shook my whole system. I scanned the pitch-black surroundings, unable to see anything aside from the darkness. My heart tightened, and goosebumps ran down my spine. Could it be my child?
"Sweetheart, is that you?" I pleaded, seeking solace in a voice.
"Yes, Mommy."
The weight of my negligence sinks in deeper with every heartbeat. I too
