Ugh, I hate moving. What's the point of moving it's sooo stupid. If I could Stay in one place my whole life I would. But my dad is this big hot shot corporate advisor so we like, constanly move.

I guess I should tell you my name. I'm Megan Santiago. I'm sixteen years old, and I don't take crap from anybody. My hair is jet balck and stops to about the middle of my back. I have curves my not drastic ones. See the only thing that's good about us moving to Billings, Montana is that I get to escape my old school.

I didn't even have to show up to start drama or a problem. Once when I had pnemonia I stayed home from school for like a week. I had just got this new push-up bra so I wore it. People accused me of getting a boob job. Who does that.

But that doesn't matter because I'm not going start any drama at this school. I'm going to be (semi) good.

I walked into our new house whuh by the way I huge and began to explore.

So let me give you the rundown of how the house looked. It was big and all white. Te only room with color is the second biggest one. I'ts all back with glow in the dark neon paint splatters. This will be my room. No one else can have it.

I I explored all of the contures of the room I tripped over my own two feet and fell into the wall. A bed popped out of the wall. I looked at wher I fell and saw that there was a medium sized red button on the wall. Very interesting. But I like it.

My little brother(Jack) walked in sand tried to claim the room.

"OoH man. This room is awesome. I call it." My pest of a brother said.

"You can't call a room tht's already taken." I said showing him the way out. "And now....STAY OUT OF MY ROOM!!!!."

"No need to yell." He said.

"Well if I don't then you won't listen now will you?"

"True." Then he left.

"I finished unpacking all of my boxes and made my room look exactly how I wanted it to look. My neon furniture went perfectly with my new walls.

It was late when I finally fell asleep I don't know what time exactly but it was pitch black outside so it had to have been late.

I walked over to the wall and pushed the red button. I then flopped onto my new bed.

I glanced up to the celing to find a strange pattern on the ceiling. I looked like words. I lokked a little more closely.

It Read: WE ARE ALWAYS WATCHING!!!

Okay creepy much.

I ignored it because I was way to tired to care. You know I feel like I'm leaveing something out of this story. Do da do. Oh yeah I'm not human. Um,I'm a werewolf. Yeah. I'm not that big ugly one media makes me seem like. I'm very cute. Like an over sized puppy. When I change my fur is like snow white. Cool huh.

Impressum

Tag der Veröffentlichung: 12.11.2011

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