July 9, 2016 

(Well, here goes nothing.)

My name’s Kyle Wolx. I’m sixteen. I ran away from home (He paused here to try to remember the exact date he left that house… well, he knows it was snowing the night he left.) more or less six months ago.

 I’m a werewolf. (He crossed out the sentence immediately after writing it.)

I can turn into a wolf.

(This is stupid.)