"BITCH GET YOUR ASS DOWN HERE NOW"
I sighed as I heard my father call me.yea this is how my father calls me ever since my mom died in a rouge attack
Yeah I said rough so you would assume that I'm a werewolf.well your right I'm Amy Jones a 17 year old werewolf.
My dad always blame me for my mom's death and I blame me too because if I followed instructions and go my mom wouldn't have to come save me.
I quickly made my way down the stairs and to my father who was on the couch." Why isn't my breakfast made yet" he ask me"I was not awake till you called me sir" yes I call him sir because he said that I'm no daughter of his.
"Well you should have been awake because your not gonna like what I'm gonna do to you"
As he said that he started kicking and punching me.
" That's what you get when you don't make my breakfast"
he walked off. I limped to my room and to the bathroom to bathe for school.
As I walked in the bathroom and took off my clothes I saw that I was healing.
When I was finish showering I put on my clothes took an apple
and started my Walk to school.
When I got there I saw my best friend Haley under the tree doing her homework I assume.
" Hi Amy why are you here so late ,your usually here before me"
I lift up my shirt up to show her the scars that are fading now.
"Oh I'm sorry Amy but I'm sure things will get better, trust me".
"I just hope they do"
I whispered as we walked to our locker.
