Who am I? Why was I born? Is there a reason for me to exist? I wonder…


    Once more I heard the noise of the ground moving above me. I heard as someone… something was digging me out. It wasn’t a human. The movement was too fast, reminding me of a dog, or a wolf, but I didn’t feel stressed, nor did it scare me.


    The first thing it dig out was my left hand. I couldn’t see anything, as I felt the warmth of the mouth that bit my hand.


    This feeling…


    It was such a good feeling…


    I tried to move my body, pushing the ground above me. It took me some time, but I finally freed my other hand.


    When I did, I felt something cold on it. A small breeze, and a weird wetness around my fingers.


    Snow…


    It was snow.


    I moved my leg a little, and after some time it got out. The animal was still biting my hand, as if he didn’t care, that I was still alive after being buried alive. I couldn’t blame him, I didn’t care either.


    I used my right hand, to move the ground above me face. It took my five minutes, but I did it…


    I could finally open my eyes.


    I teared up, as I saw the cloud before me. The day… the trees… the snow… I looked at the clouds, as I felt the cold wind touching my eyes. .


    Is it a dream? Am I dreaming? I thought about those things, but when I felt the pain in my left arm I knew, that it wasn’t a dream. It was real.


    I heard a noise. The same I heard, when the wolves ate me alive in the village... Once again the teeth clenched on my arm, but I didn’t feel like screaming.


    I didn’t feel like crying from pain… I didn’t feel like praying…


    I moved my hand that was now bitten, and scratched the tongue of the animal. My nails were long, but it’s not like I could cut them in here…


    It seemed to work, because it let go of my hand. Even under the ground, I could feel that I was regenerating right now. This tale has been unlawfully lifted from Royal Road; report any instances of this story if found elsewhere.


    I’m free…


    I used my hands to free my head, and after that I released the other leg. It took my some time to release my torso, but I was finally able to move.


    It seemed that the wolf was still looking at me with anger, but I didn’t care. I heard my bones, as I tried to get up. Staying in one position for so long had its effect. My muscles were weak, and it took me some time to even sit.


    When I did, I looked around. I was surrounded by trees covered in snow, sitting in hole. I saw the wolf panting at me angrily, and then I looked at my body.


    I was thin… Really thin…


    My hair was long, and it lost a lot of its color… It almost looked grey. As I looked at my legs, I noticed the lack of muscles on them. They were skinny, like that of a chicken.


    Once again I heard the growling of a wolf, and I looked at him. He was angry. I could see his teeth clearly, as he circled around me.


    Do you want to attack me?


    I slowly stood up, and got out of the grave. Me every move was slow, and I was free of openings but the animal didn’t attack. It was weird, he seemed to be scared.


    I don’t know. I’m not sure what he felt, but I knew what I felt.


    “Get out…” I said with difficulty, and he growled, as if he understood me “Get out… Don’t touch me… Don’t sniff me… Don’t even look at me.”


    I don’t know why I said those things, but the animal seemed to be careful. He walked slowly, looking at me for the whole time. His paws, fur, nose… I looked at them, and I realized…


    I’m hungry…


    My stomach was damaged by the gastric acid. I don’t know for how much I didn’t eat, but I knew that I was hungry. I could eat anything.


    Anything…


    I looked at the wolf one more time, and started approaching him. My eyes were partially closed, and damaged by the sudden sunlight, but I could still see him clearly...


    He was running away. Running away from me.


    As I looked at him, I fell on the ground. My legs were thin… Too thin. Even walking for a short amount of time was a problem for me.


    I need to move… I need to walk…


    I started crawling, grabbing the ground with my long fingers. Wet earth and snow would get under my fingernails, as I moved slowly.


    I need to move… Away from this place… I want to eat…


    Eat…


    I approached a small tree, and lied down leaning against it. A sun was shining at me, and the snow around me was illuminated by it. I looked at my thin body once again.


    It reminded me of a corpse. Bones were clearly visible, and there wasn’t much muscle on me.


    Eat…


    I looked at one of my fingers, as I brought my hand to my face. So thin… It could break at any moment...


    Soon after that I bit it, and tore it away. I smelled my blood once again, as I chewed on it. The injury healed almost instantly, leaving my hand the way it was before.


    Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t know that it would happen. I didn’t know that I would heal.


    I still wasn’t sure what was truly happening.


    But I was just really… really hungry...