"Hi" I said squatting down next to a boy bigger than me, twirling on my long blond hair.
The boy sat in a fetal position. Hands were covering his eyes as he continues silently crying.
"Why are you crying? What's wrong" I asked tilting my head slightly to face him.
He sniffed his red nose several times before wiping off the snot with his sleeves "I can't handle it anymore. Why does everyone hate me? They said my parents deserve to die. They said no one can ever love a werewolf"
I chewed on my lower lips, guilt submerging inside of me as I started rubbing his trembling back with my hand "Why didn't you tell an adult? That everyone is mean to you?"
"B-Because no one wants to get near me. They hate me. They think I'm a monster. Th-they are scare I may shift and h-hurt them. I did shift on
