I pulled myself together and ran out of the orphanage, to school. I definitely wasn't looking forward to it. I hadn't exactly made the best first impression yesterday. I walked through the school gates and immediately wished I could go back. I hoped nobody would really take notice of me and I could just be left alone for the day. All I could think about was last night.

I dropped my stuff off in my locker and went to my first class, English. I sat the very back of the class again and didn't pay attention for the rest of the day. I just moved from class to class, ignoring everyone, still thinking.

When I the lunch bell came around I looked for a nice quiet place at the back of the school, where nobody really was. I spotted a tree and sat under it. I was in a gap between two buildings, and the tree I was under blocked it off a bit, so nobody could see me. I wasn't hungry so I just rested my back against a wall and thought some more.

I started to think of bad things. My mind started to think of everything I hated. I thought of being trapped. I thought of being crowded. I thought of many bad things, I had no idea why. I just did. And started to get very angry and again, started to breath heavily. I became dizzy and the world almost seemed to get bigger, or maybe it felt like I was getting smaller. I'm not sure which. Again, my body felt like it was on fire, but it wasn't as painful this time. It was almost a kind of good feeling.

Then suddenly I looked down at my hand. It wasn't a hand anymore. It was a black furry paw. I jumped up in surprise but realised I was walking on four legs. I looked down at a puddle in the ground and saw the face of a black, red-eyed wolf. I tried to scream but all that came out was a kind of strange wolf's cry. No no no no NO!! This can't be happening! No! I'm the monster!

I started to really freak out and started to run through the school. I didn't really know why, maybe I was trying to run away from the thought of me being the monster. But running away didn't help. I passed a few groups of people and they screamed. Some started calling out saying things like "Monster! Monster! Aah! It's the beast!". I didn't know where I was running. I suddenly felt angry. Really, angry. They were wrong! I wasn't a monster! I didn't do it on purpose! Grr. I started to growl and I backed a girl into a corner. She had long brown hair with blue tips, sapphire eyes, and wearing a light blue shirt with blue pants and black boots. She started to breath raggedly and for some reason, I liked it. I liked the feeling that she was scared.

I howled, and suddenly realised what I was doing. What was I doing?! She's an innocent girl! Why was I doing this?! Oh my god I am a monster! I stepped back from her and ran away as sirens rang through the school.

Maybe I really was a monster. What was happening to me?