My younger brother, Seth, who was eight years old at the time, told my that he encountered something really scary when he was attending a Halloween party being held at one of his friends backyard. Before he would tell me anymore, he took me to our backyard, it was night of course, and made me sit next to our built-in-Grill and outdoor sinks. He looked all around before he proceeded with his story.
He remembers there was almost a full-moon that night, it was really big and high up in the night sky. He said that at the house where he was attending the party, there was a path right behind the house leading to the woods. He decided to check it out. He started on the path when he heard a strange noise. It was loud and sounded like a deep growl. He stopped in his tracks, frozen cold with fear. He tried to stare deep into the woods where he thought the noise came from. He startled when he saw a stick-like figure leaning against a tree. He told me, which seem really unbelievable, that the stick figure broke a branch and went down on all fours. I wanted to ask him to explain that, but he shushed me. He said he kept walking down the path, when he saw it’s head. It was like a wolfs head, all furry and oval shaped. It didn’t notice him, it was looking the other way. He couldn’t make out the body, but what he could see was frightening, big claws. He said it smelled awful. But, that didn’t stop him from reaching into his pocket to get his cellphone out to take a photo. He took a picture which scared the wolf-creature away. He heard a twig break, and another and another. Then he felt something breathing down his neck. He didn’t want to look back as he was running so fast to get out of there and ran all the way back to the party.
He told all the party goer about what happened, but the photo didn’t turn out well, and no one believed him, until a stick-like figure appeared on the path just outside the house. Everyone frozen, his clothes were torn to shreds and he was breathing hard. He said everyone started screaming which made the man run back into the woods. I laughed when he finished his story. He looked disappointed in me. But, really, I told him. A werewolf?
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