My Story Of Becoming A Werewolf
The secret revealed

Winter is almost here. Sunlight without dim in the gray sky. Today I'm going to clean up my closet. There are a number of clothes, shoes, scarves, hand sarum, socks, and others that I don't wear anymore. I'm planning on keeping all the stuff covered or maybe I'll donate it later. I asked Rosse for help sorting out the items with a note I had to give one of my things he liked in return. I don't mind at all as long as it's not my favorite.

In about two hours we cleaned up the closet. And we got a box full of unused stuff. Phew... It's quite exhausting. Tidy up and arrange all the existing items. Now my closet has enough empty space. Rosse had chosen the item he wanted, a black shoe with white straps to the ankles with a sakura motif on the outside of the shoe. I don't even remember having those shoes. Maybe I just wore it once and forgot. In addition to the shoes I also give her a plain red scarf as a welcome winter later.

Rosse and I went to the attic to store all this stuff. I separated the clothes, scarves, hand sarum and socks I arranged them in a closet. As for the other items I just leave it in the cardboard and only I close it tightly using tape, do not forget to give a sign using a marker. Everything's sorted out. I saw Rosse walking around and he looked at a large chest that caught his attention.

I approached. "What meda?"

"Aaah!!," he cried in surprise. "Can't you don't like appearing suddenly behind me. It scares me."

"Hide... What are you doing?" I repeated my question.

"none. Come back."

"Don't see what it's got?"

"Can you?"

"Of course I can."

I took the key hanging on the wall right above the box. I opened the big black padlock and was quite old. The lock opened, I lifted the lid of this crate which turned out to be very heavy. This box contains my belongings as a child. Clothes, toys, dolls, knit hats, shoes, hand sarum, hair ornament ribbons and more. I fad to tear one of the items that certainly do not fit anymore.

"Hey, Rin. This what?" Rosse showed me a green plastic map with sheets of paper inside.

"Don't know. Try to open," asked me who was also curious about the contents of the map.

Rosse opened the map and took out a sheet of paper. I approached Rosse to find out the contents of the paper. The surprising fact is it's just a blank sheet, joking. It contained data from a hospital with a photo of a baby. Not just one but two hospital data from two different babies. The two babies I've seen before. Um... Oh yeah, I remember. Those two babies are similar to the baby I had in my dream the other day. I found the name of a blond baby named Keyla and the other baby named... My name? What the hell's going on? Judging from the age of this baby is about one year old.

"Rin, do you know any of this?" Rosse showed me another sheet of paper.

I was made dumbfounded by the contents of the paper. It was a letter of adoption from the orphanage on behalf of Keyla. "I don't know."

"don't know? Um... Maybe your parents adopted a baby? The question is, where did this baby named Keyla go?"

"Maybe not in this world anymore."

"You mean?"

"See this."

I showed you the last page from the map. The paper contains a letter of approval for donation and heart transplantation. Rosse and I were silent for a moment staring at each other. I collected the whole paper and put it back in the map. I took the map running down from the attic, leaving Rosse screaming for me. I need to know the truth. Who donated and transplanted. I ran to find my parents. In the rooms, the workspace, the living room, the living room, the library, the kitchen, the dining room, the lounge, the garage, and every room in this house I did not find it.

I'm looking out. The front garden, the back garden, the garden, the uncle's house, asked everyone I met and I finally found my father and mother in the cottage by the artificial lake. I rushed to them. My breath gasped when I got there, tight and very hard to breathe. How not, almost the entire residence I ran just to find my parents.

"Where are you Rin?" ask mother.

I didn't answer. My breath was still dashed and it was hard to speak. I threw the map I brought on the table. It made my mom and dad look at me confused. I just glanced at the map without opening it. The curious mother took and looked at sheet by sheet of paper in the map. I can see my mother reading it.

"So you already know that?" father said slowly.

"No. Me, not surprised. Many reasons, which... Inexplicable, the parent on, the child," I said with great difficulty. "I... Just want to know, who, who donated and, who transplanted?"

"Your breathing sounds really claustrophobic, Rin. Let's talk about this next time. We go to the hospital first, okay?" mother said full of worry.

"No! I wanna... Now!" i firmly insist.

"Rin.." mom looked sadly at me.

"Are you sure you want to know?" ask my father seriously.

"Very sure. I, can accept, whatever it is."

"All right."

...Flashback 15 years ago...

...Third person point of view...

...ΩΩΩΩ...

"No............ ! ! ! ! This is impossible! Doc, please save my daughter. Please... Hix... Hicks..."

Awe filled the room. A single request from a mother cannot be fulfilled. Cloey, the woman's name could only cry beside her little daughter who had just breathed her last. Derek the husband tried to calm his wife to let their daughter go. This is a fate that every parent does not want. From deep sadness. Suddenly there was a noise from outside. Cloey blocked her tears and walked out involuntarily. She stopped a nurse and asked.

"What is the storm?"

"There was a baby who was critically ill" the nurse explained, then she left again in a hurry.

Curious and like there was a call that drew him to take a closer look. Cloey didn't care about her husband calling. He walked into the room where the baby was being treated. There he saw a woman crying at the door. Cloey peeked out from behind the small glass that was on the door. Seen some nurses are busy installing health equipment on the body of a helpless baby. Cloey wondered at the woman who now knew her name was Sera. He wants to find out what happened to Sera's son. A few minutes later the doctor came out of the room.

"Where are the baby's parents?" ask the doctor.

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