Poison

Poisoned
It had been two days since disease had taken my mother.

You see, I live in a small, simple town. Cobblestone buildings and streets, filling with rushing people. It rained a lot, even during the summer, but I had grown used to it. I had grown used to the silence, the sadness of the place. It was a gloomy world in this town too simple for anyone to appreciate. My only friend, Elm, had been treating several patients with the same disease. So far, none had survived. Angry with sorrow and fear, I had stayed in my house, waiting for the sickness to pass through the town and move on to another unfortunate place. But it never did.

I walked through the door and into the room. It smelled of a hospital, which was exactly what it was. I started walking down the hall when suddenly, and arctic wolf ran past me. He looked like she was in a huge hurry. "Rude," I muttered, continuing on my way. Elm was standing at the end of the hall, his ears drooping sadly. He was a deer who had been given a special medicine to keep him from catching any diseases, so he became a doctor. He had had a hard time with the past few weeks because no one else could treat the patients, so he had to work all by himself without any help or companionship. He seemed to see me, and he bounded over to greet me, trying to look as upbeat as possible. "Princess! Haven't seen you in a while." I smiled. "Same to you. How's it going here?" Elm sighed. "Not very well. 2 other animals died yesterday. People are starting to blame me for their deaths, thinking I can't help them well enough." Tears formed a bit in Elm's eyes, but they seemed to fade as he spoke. "That's terrible. You can't help it!" "I know. I don't know what I'm gonna do." "Don't listen to them." The tears returned to Elm's face. "I still feel like I'm doing something wro-"

Elm stopped short, freezing in place. His eyes widened, and he slumped to the floor.

He was dead.

Faith
Shock ran through my body. Fear and sadness crept across my back, making me shiver uncontrollably. I looked up, slowly, and saw an arctic wolf standing over Elm's body, holding a syringe filled halfway with purple liquid. The same arctic wolf that ran past me while I was walking down the hall.

The arctic wolf growled, exposing sharp teeth stained yellow. It was a girl, judging by her eyes. She jumped up at an astonishing speed. It took me a moment to realize that I was going to be pounced on, and I darted to the side, still numb with shock and fear. The wolf got up, adjusted herself, and began to charge at me. Instinct took over, and I ran, my ears flattened.

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