When I was a little girl I went to my families cabin at the lake to go swimming like any normal kid would do.But that day it wasn’t the same. We went swiming and,was haveing a blast until night fell upon the camp area us kids wanted to sleep.Our parents insisted that we sleep in the cabin but, we refused to do that as normal as a stuborn kids will be.That night it was beautiful out the moon was full and we were running through the woods playing. That’s when it all changed for all of us.We began to hear wierd noises and, then the howls began.It wasn’t howls of coyotes it was the howls of wolves.We began to run back to the campfire and, when we reached the fire that’s when it all went wrong for us all.
Me and my cousins were attacked. these were not your usual wolf these were werewolfs.I don’t remember very much of that nite.When I woke I had bandages on my legs and, on my back.My cousins were in about the same bout and, we were all afraid of what that was. Our uncles and,aunts told us not to be afraid that everything is going to be alright. Ya right. They had a shamon there working on my wounds and,he told me that I am special that they won.t hurt me again. Ok I am an adult now and, I’m still haveing nitemares from that night. And how in the hell can I be so Special.