My Story Of Becoming A Werewolf
This is my school

On a clear morning, warm sunlight came through the window with curtains opened by my mother. I got up slowly and sat with my eyes still closed. I'm still sleepy but mom pulled my blanket, told me to get up because today is school. At least that's what my mom said. I walked slowly to the bathroom. I wash my face first to remove the pouch. Brush your teeth after a shower. Hu..... The cold water really refreshes me.

After showering and packing, I immediately descended towards the dining room. I got there, my mom and dad were already there. I took my place next to Dad. This morning's breakfast is peanut butter sweet pancakes.

"Hows it? Ready to go to school?" ask my dad after drinking his coffee.

"Look is dad. I'm not an SD kid anymore."

"Haha.... Youre right. Father's little daughter had already grown into a beautiful teenage girl. Today your mother will take you to school. Be nice at school don't make trouble."

"Why do you talk like that? Is your son always making trouble?"

"If you don't lose your memory, maybe you're just a whimper you can answer like that" my father stood up and walked away but before that my father gently rubbed my head and ruffled my hair.

"Dad....! Don't mess with my hair" I protested to Dad but he laughed.

My mother took me to school not without reason, because I do not know where my school is. And also I'll explain a little about my condition to my homeroom teacher, for the problem is I'm having this memory loss. Only my family knows, not even my best friend knows. A few days ago there were people who called me, like Nicole most often, Kevin, Evan, Luxy, Kate, Jane and others. I only answered what was with them and didn't tell me my condition. I just feel... It's okay if I don't tell them.

Arrive at school. 6-story building with a large courtyard. There is a statue of a horse about 3 m high right in the front yard. After parking my car, my mother and I stepped into my homeroom. In the hallway, I met some cool murits talking to each other's friends. I saw some students whispering to each other as I passed by them. I just lowered my head following mother's steps towards the teacher's room.

What's the matter? I obviously went to school here. Why do I feel like a new kid at school? Do all the murits here like to whisper when someone passes by. Soon we arrived at my homeroom. Inside my mother told my condition to the homeroom teacher. Mrs. Smith is the family. Mrs. Smith was so nice, he asked me how I was doing. I replied that I was okay.

"Mrs. Morgen, don't worry. Sherina's gonna be fine here. The school environment and her friends might be able to help restore her memory."

"Thank you Mrs. Smith," mom looked at me. "Sherina was fine at school. I'll pick you up when I get home from school," I'll start touching my head again.

I looked away trying to avoid. "Look, you don't mess with my hair anymore."

Mom smiled. "But mom couldn't help it," my mom made my hair fall apart again. I just blew the strands of hair that covered my face. "Well... I'll see you back at school, "my mom's gone.

"Sherina ayok to class. Hours of study are about to begin," Mrs said. Smiths. I just nodded quickly.

My class is located on the 4th floor of the last room in the corridor. I looked around and there was not a single memory that came to my head from this place. When I got to class, I felt a little nervous about going in. All eyes were on me with different expressions. I know all the faces in this class because I have pictures of them. I'm a little bit of a fad looking through the galleries on my phone. Find out who my friends are at school so I don't get too stiff when I meet them. If it's for name business, I can't remember their names at once. All I remember is his name, a few people call me a lot. But they have no class with me.

Only one person, a black-haired girl with dark eyes, did not look at me at all. I know him from my mother. My mother told me she was my childhood friend and was very familiar with me. But the reality I saw was very different. He even fucked me up and didn't even look at me at all. It's a lot different than the others. They greeted me and asked me with a smile. What childhood friends, I never even got a call or message from him, even if it was just a greeting.

"Sherina your seat is there," pointed Mrs. Smith was on an empty seat right next to Sofia.

"Thank you Mrs. Smith," I stepped towards my seat. I only glanced once at Sofia without reprimanding her.

"It's nice that you can finally go back to Rin's class" said the girl in front of me. He just glanced at me not looking.

"It's good to be back" I replied briefly.

"We're very worried about you. The day's event was cancelled instantly," said a man beside my left.

"We went home suddenly. Yes." said the man to make sure to the others.

"A little disappointed, but it's okay" the man behind me also spoke.

I just listen to them. My mother didn't tell me anything about what happened that day. I don't know how I got to the hospital. According to the stories of my friends, I fell from the abyss during a summer event. Lukaku is very serious, especially in the head. But no one knows how I fell and that question is always being asked of me. I who do not know anything just answer that when it happened I did not remember it. But I still didn't tell them about me losing this memory. I don't know I just don't feel the need to tell them about this.

"Everything is silent. The lesson will begin soon" Mrs asserted. Smith made all the murits shut up for a moment.

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sorry to pass by... A few words of pearl that I find interesting.

"We have a lot in common. The same earth, the same air, the same sky. It would be nice if we start seeing those similarities instead of differences."

"Use your brain to think out of the ordinary! Look at it from another angle.”

"To achieve great ideals, we need not only to act, but also to dream; not only to plan, but to believe."

"Don't be afraid to lose when participating in the fight, because we have lost the victory."

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