The fallowing things happen when you turn 15, you fall in love, change your species, let a few peolple down and save a soul. (2)

Chapter Two: Stories Like Goodnight Moon

"Many years ago," She started, but then got a look on her face that I couldn't read. She shook her head. "I better not start from that point." She said. "hm...boys, how do I tell her?"

"Just, say it." One of them said. She nodded.

"You, Ellie, are not normal." I snorted. I already knew that I wasn't normal. "You are a werewolf." Ha! What a joke. Me? A werewolf. This wasn't a story book, this was real life. "I know, hoard to belive, but let me tell my story."

"I dont want to hear stories like Goodnight Moon." I said. The boys snickered.

"Oh, this is no story like goodnight moon." She said. Then, she took a breath and started her story. "Many years ago, many, many years ago, I was young. I was young and unaging because once werewolves turn 15, they stop aging. They just shoot up, growing about seven or eight inches, so it looks like they're getting older. Really, their soul stays 15 until they turn fifty, in years of course. I turned fifty many many many years ago. Anyway, I always remember living in harmonay with humans and the people we call Soul Eaters. We would protect the people from the wild animals that lived around our villages. But the priests, they all hated us. They thought we were devils and demons of all sorts. So, they convinced the towns people. We were run out of town, the ones that stayed died. I ran. I was disgusted with myself, because all of my family had stayed. I ran to the woods, living there for many years by myself, only phasing to human form when I coudln't stand being a wolf anymore. Then, when our stories were just bedtime stories, told to scare children, I came back. No one recognized me, my family was all dead. I was put in foster care until I turned eighteen. No one noticed that I wasn't aging because I was getting taller. Then, I fell in love." She sighed and looked out to nothing. "It was wonderful, only he was mortal. I was so in love that I told him what I was. That I wouldn't age for at least three more years. He didn't care. But then, he did. He wanted to look as young as I did. Then, there was that day when I found that gray hair. The gray hair that told me I was aging again. I lived a normal human life, unable to phase, and my love died. And, here we are."

The story sounded so completely ridiculouse that I almost didn't bleive her. "One more minute." One of the boys said, and suddenly, before my eyes they all morphed into dogs. I backed up. "Take of your necklace." Aunt Elizabeth ordered. I did, even though I didn't want to. And suddenly, I was a dog to.

It didn't hurt as I thought it would, I barely felt it. My close disinigrated into my body and I looked like n oversized dog.

Happy Birthday Ellie. I heard Blakes voice in my head. Holy crap! I just hear Blakes voice in my head!

Dont worry, said another voice, you'll get used to it eventually. Like hell I will.

15 year olds shouldn't swear. Another voice mimicked.

So this was real. As real as my life, and now...it was.

Aunt Eliza stood up and put my necklace back on me, and I was instantly human again, my clothes reappearing on my as fast as they disapeared.

"Holy wow!" I exclaimed, and the boys just laughed, but not at me, with me.