Oliver Reed
Oliver looked up when she said her name. I'm Oliver. He said. He wasn't sure what to talk about since he never really ever talks to anyone but his close friend Tyler. Ollie just guess he could start about talking about his family and suchs. I guess I'll start talking. I don't know what to talk about except about my family I guess. My mother was a werewolf while my father was a human. He knew of her secret and never told anyone else. He also had some vampire in him, but wasn't a true vampire. He just had the fangs and that was it, no scent of being one, nor did he crave blood. Well when my mother got pregnant she had thirteen kids. Which is strange for a werewolf to have. Usually about four to six, but ehn. A couple of us were werewolves and a few were vampires. The rest were humans. We all had to keep it a secret from our human siblings that we were either werewolf or vampire. It was changeling but we manage to do so. One day while me and my dad and mother were out to go to my doctor's appointment, my father was killed by a vampire, right in front of me. My mother managed to get the vampire to go away. I remember the next day it was all over the news, but since there was no videos or photos of the event happening it died down. After my fifteenth birthday, I moved away and got the house I have now. Oliver looked at the ground and sighed. He always hated talking about his family, especially about the death of his father, but he didn't know what else to say.