The Beast

Both my parents when missing a month after I was born. I got sent with my aunt and she took care of me until I was 6 then she died, my uncle(her husband) hates me. So he brought me to a town very far away and left me at a park and never returned. I wondered around the town hiding. Soon after I was found and put in foster care. A young couple adopted me right away and they were aware of my rough child hood and they promised to treat me well. Ever since then my life turned around and everything seemed to go right until I turned thirteen. I started having troubles with my head and would get constant headache sometimes even pass out from them and the only way I could sooth them was by walking in the forest. I never told my parent about it because I didn't want them to think I need help anymore. They are already doing their best to make the best of the rest of my childhood as they can. Until one day I was walking in the woods and I got bit and this causes everything changes.