I woke up in a cold sweat and then heard my mom say to get ready for the new all girls school that I was going to. Then she left to probably get some donuts, and so I brought the trash and recycling to the curb, ate breakfast, and turned on the TV.

"Breaking news. Tonight the killer wolf that has claimed now three lives has finally been killed my a man when he saw it in his back yard growling at him after it had killed a young girl. He said that 'it didn't even get the chance to jump before I shot it down, but when I looked at the spot where the girl was she was gone.' Then animal control took it away an they are now testing it to see what type of disease it had. They didn't get to because as soon as they touched the body it had crumpled into dust the police had announced. Next---" I didn't want to hear any more and so I turned off the TV and read a book while I waited for mom to come back with the donuts that she gets on every occasion that she thinks is special. This seemed to happen for every occasion that I went to a new school, or something good for us both seemed to happen. Then I saw mom's car headlights down the road, and I went and put my book away and I went to fix up my hair before we ate together. I looked in the mirror and I noticed that my hair had grown a good two feet and was not just past my waist. Then I went to cut it off with scissors and they snapped and one landed embedded into my foot, but I didn't feel any pain. So I looked at it in curiosity, and then I bent down to take it out, and I saw that there was no blood coming from the wound. Then I noticed that I had a lace-like scar on my arms, and neck. Then I lifted up my shirt and saw two more, and same with my upper legs. I didn't want to know if I had a heart beat or not, but I checked anyways and I waited for two minutes without so much as a simple thump. I was horrified, and then I remembered the wolf, me getting bitten up and tortured while I talked to it, and then it biting my neck just before it got shot and I died.

But if I died then why am I still 'alive' I thought to myself but I couldn't answer the question because the front door opened and my mom came in carrying a big box of a dozen donuts. As I walked out of the bathroom I vowed to keep it a secret from everyone.

"Hey mom" I said walking up to her and taking the box of donuts that would've weighed a-lot in my hands, but they didn't and that was odd for me at first, but I quickly waved it away and put them on the counter. I opened up the box and chose my doughnut, and then I walked over to mom, and I noticed that it only took me about ten seconds to do all of this.

"Thanks for the donuts mom, and can I talk to you on the couch" I said, and then walked away not caring if she answered or not.

"Sure" I heard her say quietly knowing that something was up "hey do you know what happened on the news...to that girl"

"Yeah" I said, and I noticed that I wasn't hungry at all even though I only had had water earlier that day

"It's just horrible what happened to her, right" she said trying to stall a little

"Yeah it is" I said rather quietly, and then she came in to the living room and stopped looking between me and the doughnut for a second before sighing and sitting down.

"Why aren't you eating...you usually always have your doughnut gone before I get into a room, and your already coming back for a second or third before settling down. Sooo what's wrong honey" she asked worried, but I had a feeling that she knew. Earlier I had done some research about this all girls school and I found that there was no listing of it being an actual school, but there was this creepy article about the place being haunted and that's why no one came to it.

"Why didn't you tell me that this girls school wasn't real" I asked and for some reason I heard her sigh in relief, but I passed it by not wanting to discuss it.

"It is a real place that I first met your father at" she went " I met him one day when I was walking home in a dark forest under a full moon, and I felt like something was watching me. So I started to run, but I didn't get very far when I literally ran into him" I've never heard this part of the story before so I was very interested. Every now and then my mom would look at my food then at me puzzled.

"Why aren't you eating" she asked again

"I'm, not really hungry" I said "I guess that I am nervous about going to a school that is even more mysterious than I thought that it was" it was partially true, but not because I had a feeling that she was hiding something from me.

"Hmph" she snorted

"Tell me more about dad" I pointed out trying to keep the conversation more focused on him

"Like what" she said

"Well first what was he like? How he died?" I asked and surprisingly she told me everything after saying that it was probably time for me to learn who and what he really was.

"You have to be joking, my father can't be a freaking werewolf mom they aren't real" I said

"Really, and the wolf that just turned into dust isn't real either" she mused "how about the girl getting killed and randomly disappearing!" I was speechless that my mom was actually angry for once.

"Why didn't you tell me before today" I asked

"I didn't tell you before this day because I didn't know how you would take being the daughter of a werewolf very seriously" she said

"What type of werewolf was my father" I asked curious

"Why do you ask" she said a little worried and confused

"I ask because I did a little research on were wolves and found that some are evil and some a peaceful and kind" I said

"Okay then" she said "well your father was a bad werewolf at first because of the things that he did, but then after he met me he suffered the punishments and he still loved me. I was that one that turned a evil werewolf into a more peaceful werewolf, even if he had his moments of blood lust and other kinds of lust. Then one day he smelled that I was pregnant with you and his evil side was wiped out for good. I didn't know what made him change so quickly until after I found out that I was pregnant with you. I wish that you could've met him he was such a good father and a good man".