The beginning of a werewolf tale

This is my angry and a little depressed ravings from years ago - anyone is welcome to steal this story or the storyline. Warning for if you do - It's a mess.
P.s. this is totally a short story. It's short and has a bit of story so it qualifies, right?

P.P.S. The old description is below. It is also a mess and a very depressed mess at that.

People shun me. They bully me. They must think I'm a lower species. Lately I've taken to not talking. They bully me more for it. What would you do if this was your life? Would you take the cowards way out? I certainly won't. But they get to me more than they realize. When I'm home I sometimes cry.
The definition of bullying should be making others feel isolated and alone, not that I've been able to find the definition of bullying anywhere.

- This used to be called My life with a twist -