Diary of a Werewolf

October 11

She's dead. It happened so fast. I found out yesterday that I'm not natural. That unnaturalness (yes that word is now made) is what lead to her death.

Let me get to the beginning. She always did say that writing would make me feel better. I was out late last night. I had just gotten into a fight with her. I don't even remember what it was about. I remember going into the the nearby woods to think and I looked up for some reason.

The moon was beautiful. The fullest I had ever seen. I felt alive, I no longer felt angry or annoyed. A rush of adrenaline spiked through my body and I gasped. I had never felt this good in a long time. That's when everything changed.

It started slowly, like the music of a horror movie slowly climbing up. I felt it first in my head. Heat started to bubble slowly but surely until it got uncomfortable. That distress soon turned to pain and the pain turned to agony. I felt as though I was being boiled alive.

I honestly thought that the pain would be enough to kill me until it added on. The pain spread to my joints and torso. Soon my entire body was wretched into terrible agony. That is until I heard a few pops and a new torture was added on. One by one my joints were dislocated and relocated into weird positions.

That's when I heard it. A ruffle in the trees. A voice yelled out my name and all I could do was scream. She found me. The look on her face said it all. I was not gonna live through this. She screamed and screamed. Hers blending into mine as fur started to grow rapidly. My fingers and toes elongated as well as my nails.

My ears grew bigger and soon my screams turned into howls. She became terrified as she got up and ran deep into the woods while I stopped my howling and crouched down. I was a freaking wolf. I had no control though. The pain soon faded and I saw red. The wolf ran into the woods tracking a scent I soon found out to be hers. When I finally reached her I tried my hardest to turn away and run.

It wouldn't listen. It stalked her until she tripped and fell on a root. I tried everything in my power to make the wolf stop but I knew it was hungry. It pounced on her with the wolf's weight alone breaking a leg. She screamed in pain as the wolf bit into her. Her screaming turned into pained whimpers and then silence as it continued to feed.

The wolf was very thorough as it ate out the organs, the meat in her arms and legs, and finally her throat. I didn't allow myself to think about what had happened. She had her eyes open staring at nothing. Yet it was like they bore into my soul asking why I had done this.

The wolf was completely oblivious as to the turmoil I was going through. It leaped up in search of other prey it could find. As the night ended and dawn broke I felt a distant pain. The wolf seemed to know what was happening as it ran towards my home.

My smell was everywhere so it must have known it was mine. I didn't think I would sleep but after I changed back I slept on the bed blood and all.

I woke up this morning naked and covered in blood. I couldn't tell whether the blood was from a few deer that had been eaten or hers. After crying my heart out and cleaning myself up I turned to the news. They had found her this morning. As soon as they identified her I knew that what I went through that night had not been a dream.

I got multiple phone calls but I answered none of them. A few knocks at my door soon ended after I ignored them. After that I soon found myself writing this. I don't want to see anyone for a while. I know what I have become. I don't like it one bit. Mason out.