WereWolf - Creative Essay
The boy drew haggared breaths while hopelessly stumbling through the
dark and forbidding forest. With a panic stricken face that spoke of
desperation, the exhausted boy glanced behind him, to check for any sign of
pursuit. He had been running and fleeing that thing for what seemed like
hours. Overhead, the moon was bright and full, casting a pale yellowy
light over the forest. It could have been nice to gaze at, but the boy had
no such time. Heavy crashing footsteps sounded all too near. Then again
that dreadfull unatural howl. The piercing cry echoed through the silent
woods chilling the boy to the bones!
With a frightened yelp, the boy continued his flight for safety. But
no ...
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body was
fatigued, his head ached, his muscles throbbed. Pain, his body cried out
Pain, stop! He could not stop.
It was gaining, only a few inches! Soon blood would be spilled! Blood
will be spilled to appease the appetite of the beast! With powerfull hind
legs, it lunged at it's prey from behind. Hands outstreached, claws
grasping! A scream, his first and last emmanated from his throat before he
fell victim to the predator!
Tommy awoke disoriented and terrified, he shook his head, to discard
any resudue from his nightmare. He was bathed in cold sweat. Gasping for
air, and trembling from the aftershock of his nighmare, he groped his way
to the bathroom. Splashing cool water on his face, he tried to convince
himself that it was only a dream. That it wasn't real. But it had all seem
so vivid and real. If this was the first time it happened, Tommy could
have have handled it. But this same nightmare had plagued him ever since
the terrible accident! Night after ...
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master bed room,
John, sat bolt upright and looked around the darkened room, "What the...",
he exclaimed, still dizzy from sleep. Lisa, on the other half of the
matress got out of bed and put on her slipper. "John it's Tommy again, I'll
be back soon." "Don't tell me, he's having those nightmares again.", he
complained, rubbing his eyes to clear away the sleep. "John", his wife
lectured in a sharp tone, "He's just a little boy, little boys have
nightmares. I have to go and calm him down. Do you remember what happened
last time?" "I remember", John replied, chagrined, he knew his wife was
right, it was just that he was grumpy whenever he was awoken suddenly. "He
was crying and ...
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