Where the truth shines

CHAPTER 2: OVER TIME

Last night, before dozing off to sleep, I reminisced on what had happened eleven years ago. I smiled at the thought of it. Over the years, I've developed a liking for waltz. That's because, every time we had a chance, my dad would teach me how to do it, around or pretty living room. My mom never got bored of watching us do it. She'd sit by the couch, grinning like a Cheshire cat, watching us do our dance. Of course, sometimes I would give her the chance to do it. At times like those, she'd light up like a thousand watt bulb.

My mom is the kind of a person, who is happy at every possible outcome of life. She's always optimistic and friendly. And to add to that, she's beautiful. Drop dead gorgeous. She has flaxen hair and shining blue eyes. She has the features I haven't inherited. No wonder my dad is always head over heels in love with her. She's perfect. They are perfect. Whenever they dance together, they're lost, totally lost in love. It's been years since they've imprinted on each other, but their love never seems to change.

Speaking of, my mother looks even beautiful in her werewolf form. Her golden fur and dazzling blue eyes were the ones which made me want to become a werewolf soon. She's the one who's been with me through all the pain I had to go through, in my changing phase. I'm happy she's my mother, to protect me and love me. If not, who knows, I may not have survived.

It's been five days since I've gone to school. Lately, I've been in my transformation period. Oh, yes, the complete becoming of a werewolf.

Few days ago, while coming back home from school, I've developed a pain on the sides of my body. I'd thought it was just the pain I get after playing too much of volleyball. But darn it, I haven't played any volleyball that day, or the day before either. I aided myself with some sleep, but when I woke up, I found myself with pain in my whole body.