Hours pass, and Anthony has been able to keep the wolves at bay; they have started to attack three or four at a time. I see on Anthony's face that he is getting worried.
"Why won't they leave?" I ask
"There has to be something else they can find to go after why do they want us so bad?"
"I have been trying to figure that out myself, Samantha," he says
"But they're not going to give up till they get what they want, I am afraid,"
I scream as the window beside the bed breaks. Anthony runs to the window and
shoots, the front window breaks, Anthony must run back, another window breaks,
I continue to scream
"I was wondering when this was going to happen," says Anthony, standing next
to me
"What do you mean?" I ask
"When they would get smart and start attacking all sides at once," he sa
