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The uniqueness started about three years ago when I turned thirteen. I suddenly started to feel strange. Every week the full moon came I would change at nightfall. I am normally rather quiet and obedient. I try to be a good girl. But for that week, when night comes, I turn into a rebellious rule breaker. I am the opposite of what I normally am. Just like Mother.

I hid it from Father. I didn't want him to say I was insane. For a year, I hid this change from him. But then...he died. He went riding in the rain and he became sick after that. He left us a week later.

After Father was gone, Step-mother became different. She fretted more and bossed me around. I obeyed because I was too weak-willed to object and refuse. She squandered the money on herself and my two step-sisters while she neglected me. Eventually we could not afford servants, so they were dismissed. And I took their place and was forced to live in the cellar.

So now two years later, I am still serving her and hiding my other self from her. It is hard because my other half wants to exact revenge and refuse to serve her anymore. But I have never actually said it to her. I've merely slung my curses and refusals at the basement walls. I continue to serve her meekly. But every day, I become more like my hidden self. And the more I want to stand up to her.