The next pitch was lower, but even tighter. It plunked me, hard, just above the left elbow. The home plate umpire gestured me to first base and walked... out to warn the pitcher that the next close one, to any hitter, would be his last pitch of the day.The Yankee pitcher's control miraculously improved after that, and our cleanup hitter, Miguel Tejada, was retired on a fly ball to center.I got up again in the fourth inning and, again, was hit by a pitch. The umpire, true to his word, promptly. ” I said, “What makes you think that?” She then said, “You haven’t noticed that when she sits on the table in front of us (In the Biology class we didn’t sit at traditional desks. We sat at these tables that were about 5 feet long and three feet wide with two students to a table. The table in front of Brick and me didn’t have any students assigned to it and Mrs. Jones would often sit on it when she was teaching.) that she always sits in front of you?” I shook my head no. She then continued by. Heather's face brightened when she saw her friend, "Hey Mand, what's going on?" It had been a long day at school and … "Mandy?" Her friend looked more than a little distracted."Heather, don't be mad." Oh hell, what did you do?"Heather felt more than a little trepidation. Mandy was, without a doubt, the more reckless of the two, but it usually worked out in the end. Okay, maybe not that time at the ol’ Mill Stream, but that was a one-off. And maybe that time at Petersen's as well. And instead of. Some other girls were beside me but they appeared to out cold.My arms and legs were hurting as they started to go numb.The sun was getting lower behind the tree's as I heard a wolf howl close to me.I looked around to see were it was but the only thing I saw were limbs.A large creature stepped out from behind the tree's.In the back of my head I knew that I should be terrified by him, but it was like the animal had me under his control as he gracefully glided toward me.I saw that he had large.