I Love Werewolves

I can't say I have true power over my emotions. I am still young in ways and I have many old pains and memories that make it hard to control my emotions. However, this I am sure of. I'm tired of people saying I don't exist and people who know I exist and paint me as an evil creature. Sometimes, people look at me as if I murdered their children. Why humans cannot always accept all possibilities is beyond my understanding, but I don't want it to be that way. They've hated me and caged me and they've killed my friends and family, and yet they say I don't exist. We are the unsung heroes of human kind and I want that to be known in every human mind. We taught you to hunt and we gave you fur to keep you warm in the cold. We bred with you and became a part of your families and we swore to protect you.

I'm sorry if I ramble on and on, but what I say is true. I just want them to accept us once more.