ABOUT
THE AUTHOR
I'm 17 years old, I love to write, in the 12th grade, have 6 cats, live in Tennessee, have won several writing contests, hope to be able to get published "for real" some day. [December 1999]
AUTHOR'S OTHER TITLES (6) An Unlikely Friend (Short Stories) A man with an unusual "job" while hitchhiking to get away from his last piece of work, meets another man with similar interests. [1,622 words] Destroy The Link (Short Stories) Story of a girl who comes home from school to find things are wrong, and then realizes that she needs to break her dependence on her parents. [3,333 words] It's A Wonderful Life (Short Stories) The story of a man surviving (and wishing he hadn't) a nuclear war. What happened before and after the attack. [1,950 words] The Jigsaw Puzzle (Short Stories) A teenager tries to free himself from the sickenly perfect town he lives in, to make it into perfection in his eyes. [1,084 words] The Paradoxical Understanding (Poetry) About the frustrations of being a teenager - hormones, the confusion of life, and the feeling of doubting the existence of God [72 words] The Sweater (Short Stories) Andy finds his dead brother's body in the backyard, and takes the sweater to see if he can catch the murderer. Will his brother ever be at peace? [500 words]
I Will Die In Peace Jennifer M Haynes
blinding whiteness envelopes me in every direction I turn; a biting wind chills me to the bone. every breath I exhale carries away a memory; I no longer know how I got here. this Northern Canadian wilderness shows mercy for no man; I expect to be buried in this snowy tomb. in the silence of nature, my snowshoes shuffle quietly; the only other sound is the voice of my thoughts. I accept my fate and take in the peacefulness of being alone. nothing can go wrong; I will die in peace.
but the peace is shattered by five sets of staring eyes peering over a nearby hill. I can see white clouds rise and disappear from the mouth of each animal, the fang-lined jaws of the wolves. I could feel their presence before I even saw them, a kingliness stemming from their beauty. their coats glint in the sun, as blinding in beauty as the snow in brightness. instead of feeling fear, I am happy; the wolves are so regal and far away; I will die of the cold before they can touch me. such a sight to see, those wonderful beasts, silhouetted against the sky, and no matter how many memories I lose, that one will stay with me. even as my heart slows and the snow covers my body, I will keep that picture in my mind. the shattered peace is put together again. now nothing can go wrong; I will die in peace.
the pack leader, with a puff of air, turns and leads the others to disappear over the hill; how sad I am that they left, but I can remember the royal image; it will be the last thing I see. a howl cuts through the air like lightning through the night; faintly I hear the crunching of snow, and over the hill comes the pack of five, death, and pure instinct in their eyes. they're coming for me. as they near, I see their skin ripple with the muscle beneath, power reflected in their saliva-dripping fangs, heard in their hungry snarls. the leader leaps to knock me to the ground; my eyes can only see his beauty, his intelligence, and just before he reaches me, our eyes meet. silently I thank him, for he gave me a wonderful portrait of power to keep. I fall, feeling his weight on my chest, feeling the bitter cold of the snow I collapse into. I don't know why I'm here, I don't know who I am, but I am going to die. the other wolves join in and I feel nothing, for I am busy staring in awe at wolves silhouetted against the sky, the last think I see. and I think, now nothing can go wrong; I will die in peace.
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