The Seriously Uneventful Life of a Preteen Werewolf.

Chapter 1

Life as a werewolf isn't as fun as it seems. Your hair grows in way too fast, and you are always wanting to eat. These are the telltale signs you might be a werewolf:

1. You love rare meat.

2. You have extremely thick leg hair (on girls)

3. You are extremely territorial about your stuff (no one can touch it or move it except you)

4. You wake up tangled in sheets and you find fur in your bed (this happens to me a lot)

5. When you get frustrated or angry at someone, you growl at them.

6. You can become aggressive when agitated

I fit into categories 1-5, but I will fit into category 6 soon enough. It suuuucks being a 6th grade werewolf, because now you have to deal with puberty and werewolf things. Like right now, I am about I become leader of my pack and I have the stress of middle school too. Right now, though, I'll start telling you about my life.

Ok, so when I was little, I was never told I was a werewolf. I was told I was normal, but I told all my friends I was half-wolf, which I was semi-correct about that. I had seven brothers and sisters, all between 7-20 years older than me. I'd always howl and growl at recess, and my friends played along until one found out about my, erm, my, oh I know! About my 'special ability'. Then we had to move to some where 20 minutes away from my school and my friends. And then, in 3rd grade, I started at my new school.