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My name is Zach, I lived in a vintage mansion, I had servants to clean and cook. I also had a wine room in the very bottom of the house and I had to go downstairs to go there. My big sisters room was in there also, it was under a trapped door. My family were strange, the year was 1965, I was 16 years of age about the same age as one of the servants that cleaned the basement and the wine room. On my 16th birthday I changed in a way that you wouldn't think that was possible I turned into a wolf like creature. My sister told me not to tell mother and father, she was one too. I never understood my family, they never loved me like other family love there children. I couldn't control my wolf on the inside, one night I dragged a woman I had killed into the wine room the blood was sliver the floor I started eating her and then suddenly I was knocked out on the floor. I woke up back in my human form, I was still in the wine room. I looked up to see one of the servants that clean the basement, she looked scared yet calm "where am I ?" I asked "your in the wine room, you were a wolf" she said. "I'm sorry, please don't tell anyone or I may have to kill you" I said. "Don't worry" she sounded calm. I then realised I had no clothes on, I stayed lying on my stomach on the wine room floor that still had blood all over it. "Um is there any clothes or..?" I asked, she then passed me a blanket "I'll go grab some clothes." She said then left.
I tapped the blanket around my waist like towel and got up. I was covered in blood, I had scratches on my arm and my chest was red from laying on the ground for so long, and the blood. I grabbed one of the mops she had and started cleaning the floor, so no one would see the blood all over the ground.
She then came back in with clothes for me, "what is your name?" I asked. "Meliney" she replied, passing me the clothes. "Thank you meliney." I rooked the clothes and walked around the shelves so she wouldnt see me getting changed. "So your Zach I take it?" She asked. "Yeah." After I put on the clothes I saw that meliney was cleaning the rest of the blood. " so your a warewolf" she said, looking up to me. I looked up to face her "I don't know how to control it." "Control what?" She asked. "At night I can't control myself from turning, I have no memory from the next day." "So you don't remember what happened last night?" She asked, breaking eye contact. "Only so little." I replied. "I had to smack you, then you passed out." She said, as I leaned closer. "Did I attack you?" I asked, towering over her like a statue. "Almost."
I learned back again. "I'm sorry" "it's fine, I had wolves out where I grew up." She said. "I should probably go and get breakfast." I said. "I'll see you again?" She asked. "Of cause." I walked into the dining room, my sister was the only one there. "Has mum and dad gone?" I asked. "Yes they left earlier this morning." She answered. I told her about the night before, she  suggested that we shouldn't trust meliney, but I assured her that meliney was trust able. "I'm going to bed." I said, but as I was about to leave  my sister grabbed my arm. "Be careful at night Zach, you need to learn how to control it." "I know." I walked out, slamming the door behind me. My sister was hiding something from me, I could tell.

End of chapter one

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