My name is Silver Wolf. And I can read right through you. You ask yourself what's wrong with me. There is nothing wrong with Me. Those horrid things. I didn't know what was happening. That voice that I heard, chattering and taunting me from deep within my own brain. And the days of smashing my head against rocks or trees, has long since past. Now I sit, and wait even longer, for that thing to leave me. The thing that has prevented me from being myself. For 13 years of my life..it followed me..it tormented me but it protected me..it looked after me after my parents were murdered..it said the monster gobbled them up..I believed it..
Now that I am 14 I am regaining my sense of freedom..the thing..it is loosing this battle.I can tell..I am becoming more rebellious..it doesn’t like it..I have someone to love now..because I stopped listening to it..who would love a person like me you ask? Someone who understands the pain I go through everyday..the mental abuse from my parents and the physical from myself..my doctors say I have problems..I don’t think so...I’m just..misunderstood..the thing is trying to mold me into a killer...but I’m not...I don’t like killing..not for fun at least..I kill for protection or for a decent meal..I am wanted dead by many...I don’t think I can trust anyone...not even myself.
I am so alone in this cold world...but I feel some warmth from someone..this warmth I do not understand..I am confused...he cares for me and..loves me for who I am..and as I open my eyes..I start to see..that I care for him too..love him even..it can’t be true though..who would really love a monster like me?....A misunderstood werewolf hybrid...
Help me get my dream avie