Once there was a young boy named Scythe. Scythe was always alone, his family died in a fire and luckily he survived and ran away for help. No one would come to help him. When he came back to his house, nothing was left but ashes and skeletons from his family. He found a new place to stay for a while. He never looked back and had bad dreams about that day. One day on his way to school, he was attacked by a wild wolf that wondered around the town, the wolf was mad. Scythe had a package of food for his lunch, but the wolf wanted it. The wolf was very skinny (you could see his rib cage) and he was very hungry. Scythe gave the wolf a piece of his chicken sandwich that he made. The wolf backed off a little like Scythe was going to hurt him. Scythe likes wolves and other dog like animals; he left the piece of the sandwich on the ground and walked away toward his school. The wolf waited until Scythe was out of sight, he ate the piece left for him then walked after Scythe. Scythe was in school and he spent time with friends and always got his work done. His friends thought he was weird at first then gained his trust. When it was lunchtime his friend Killer asked him…”What happened to your Sandwich?” Scythe replied ” I gave some of it to a hungry, lonely wolf”. “Oh I see” Killer said. “Is that him over there?” “Huh?!” Scythe said as he turned around to see the wolf standing there, looking at him. “The wolf must like you now, doesn’t he Scy?” His other friend Death said. “Yeah I guess he does” Scythe replied. “Why don’t you take him home?” Light said. “I don’t know if that’s a good idea. He’s a wild animal…” Scythe said. “Scythe, look at him, he’s hungry, alone and he needs a home.” Death told him. “I guess I could take him home after school” Scythe said. “We can help you if you want us too.” Light said. Scythe smiled [for the first time in years]. His friends smiled back and went back to class when the bell rang. Death, Killer, Light and Scythe talked about the wolf while teacher was out of the room. “What should I name him?” Scythe Asked. “I don’t know” his friends replied. Suddenly Killer snaps his fingers, “I got it!” He yelled. “Shhhhhhh!” Scythe and his friends told Killer. “Shut up!” Death said. “Sorry but why don’t you name him Sky? His fur is a nice white color.” Killer said. Scythe and in friends were in shock, they never heard Killer say something so smart like that before. “Killer…that is the smartest thing that you ever said” Death and Light said. “Thank you” Killer replied. Scythe was pleased and smiled again. “OK I’ll name him Sky.” Scythe said...

To be continued…