The Tiger's Roar

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I am different. Different than everyone else. People notice things like blazing red eyes. They notice things like well ...me. I am not human. I'm just gonna lay it on you. Hard. I am a were-tiger. Yes I'm like a were wolf but not the wolf part. Yes, a tiger. I started changing when is was nine years old. I got the red eyes and the few sharp teeth. Luckily I only get claws and fur at night. Typically when there is a full moon.  My mother left me and my dad when I was ten. I just happened to get the were tiger kind of trait instead of the regular-human-kind-of-trait. She didn't care that I never even became her friend or that I wasn't treated like family. It doesn't matter though, at least anymore. Anyway, before I get to ahead , I'll introduce myself. My name is Fibi and I am a were-tiger. Only my dad and closest friends know. It's not like Twilight where I keep secrets from my family. For your information I don't suck blood or anything like that either. This is the hardest secret to keep. So, when I completely blew it...it was kind of a "big deal". In other words...you know what? I'll just tell you the story and you can decide fore yourself how guilty really am.