





EclipseRose wrote:Before I was born, my grandwolves died. I never met them. They passed away from pneumonia. My parents where grief stricken. When they had me, they raised me stronger than my siblings. I was told I resembled my Grandmother, Elisa. My older siblings where jealous, or course. So on my 15th birthday, they set me up. Put me in the spotlight for something I didn't do. My parents where angry, so they sent me off to live somewhere else. I met... I met someone and he was special. When we met, it was like a little spark, and that spark started a wildfire. There was nothing both of us couldn't do. Soon, we where to get married. But that day.. when I was walking down the isle.. someone murdered him. The crime was investigated, but no one was arrested. All his money, everything from all the years he built up, all his grand and great-grand wolves had saved was sent to me... as well as a note. It was about a safe buried back in the woods. It contained money that he had gotten from his mother. I dug it up, and it was everything I have now. I haven't touched the safe in... so many years. I didnt want to remember. And well, I remember him laying in that coffin, and everyone crying. I cant forget it... and I haven't felt anything as strong.. except.. In that safe... he had 40 million dollars bottled up. All sitting there, for any lucky fellow to come along.. but it was me..
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