Hey. I'm Amy Kate McCall. I am 16 and a werewolf. That's right. It must run in the McCalls. But no. You all know how Scott became a werewolf but not many people know my story, so let me tell you.
It was my 16th birthday and I was walking through the woods. I knew that it was a full moon and Scott had told me to stay indoors and especially away from Derek's house, but there was something compelling me to go to it. I was about 10 minuets away from Derek's when something cut me. It tore my side open. I screamed and knew that my brother, Derek, Isaac, Boyd (pretend he is still alive), Erica (pretend she's still alive) the twins, Cora (pretend she is still in it) and Jackson (pretend he is still in it), would have heard it. I knew that within a matter of seconds, they would be here. The pain in my side was excruciating. I started to feel faint as the thing that attacked me lay over me. His breath was hot against my cold skin. I started to black out. Suddenly, I felt the monster be ripped from me. I was too weak and tired to open my eyes as I heard Scott's voice. "Derek, she isn't moving!" Scott said, scared. "I can hear her heart beat Scott. It's weak but it's still there." Erica said. I felt someone grab my wrist. They were hot and their claws were digging gently into my wrist. "Jackson. Keep you eye on her pulse. This is going to hurt her but I am going to have to turn her" Oh. So it was Jackson holding my wrist. Wait! DID HE SAY HE WAS GOING TO TURN ME! Holy fudge nuggets. (Btw, I actually say that loads!) I felt something sharp puncture my skin. And then I blacked out.
When I awoke, I was a werewolf. My hearing was much better and so was my speed. Basically, everything was much better and much cooler. Now, I live with my mom and Scott in our house like we used to. My mom knows everything. All about how both of her children are werewolves and she is quiet involved in fact.
