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Now let’s begin…
Story Number 1
The Wolf
Gor moved slowly, his powerful haunches flexed as he crept low to the ground. His ears flattened back against his massive head, he paused in the shadows, raising his nose and taking in the scent of the air. A low deep growl emanated from his chest as his eyes watched the small house in the clearing before him.
His blood red eyes glowed brightly in the light that came from the back porch lamp though he stayed hidden in the shadows right beyond the reach of the illumination. His fur bristled as he lowered into a lying position, his massive paws leaving long grooves in the soft dirt as they stretched out before his hulking frame.
He lay and watched the house, his ears perked and eyes unblinking. Above the house, the large flat silver sphere of the full moon bathed the clearing in an eerie light. The slight breeze that blew ran softly across his face, bringing the scents from the house which lay downwind of him.
His tail twitched impatiently behind him, making soft rustling noises against the leaves on the ground. A soft whine which he seemed unable to control highlighted each breath that he took. His demeanor stiffened as he sensed movement in the house that was followed by a soft shadow passing inside of the large picture window that was on the side of the home Gor watched from.
He turned his head, his dark eyes examining the clearing before rising to his feet again. Slinking low, he left the shadows and ran quickly for a small patch of bushes about ten yards from the dwelling, his long legs and lithe body chewing up the ground quickly as he bridged the gap.
He hunkered down in the ample cover the bushes provided, panting softly in anticipation. His black lips curled in a snarl as he again saw a shadow move in the house. He sniffed loudly at the air again before raising his snout into the air and letting loose a blood curdling howl.
It had the effect the beast had expected. A brighter light came on in the house and the curtains covering the window parted. Gor could see the woman’s face peering out into the night, and he could smell the first traces of fear in her scent as it drifted to him through the open window.
“Steve!” she called back into the room, “what was that? Was that a dog?” He heard the one she called Steve mumble a reply. “Steven!” she yelled, “I am telling you, I think something is out there!” Another mumbled reply, then the woman again, “Well, you could get off your ass and go look!” she said sounding exacerbated.
Gor watched her retreat from the window, and then the appearance of another shadow that joined her for a moment before passing by her and heading towards the back of the house. The beast watched, rising on its powerful legs, his body coiled tight like a spring, trembling in need and anticipation.
Steve unlocked and opened the back door, scowling back at his girlfriend Julie. She had taken perch back by the window and the beast could see her pale, frightened face peering through the glass.
“I don’t see anything,” Steve called back into the house to her, hoping against hope that would put an end to it but knowing Julie, it wasn’t likely to.
“Steven Harris,” she replied, using his full name, “you heard it too! Something is out there.”
Steve sighed and knew he wasn’t going to get around it without at least checking outside. He stepped out on the back step, looking up at the moon for a moment before peering around the yard. He walked slowly down the steps, glancing back at the house and wondering how far he had to go to make Julie happy.
Gor watched him, thick saliva now dripping in a steady patter down his fangs and from his tongue. The man’s scent reached his nose and mingled with the sweet smell of fear that still emanated from the woman. His body shook with the effort of keeping still, every instinct he had wanted to attack, to savage, his brain buzzing with the need.
Steve reached the bottom of the steps and glanced around the yard before taking another look back at the house, he started to call back to Julie that he didn’t see anything when he heard a noise from the bushes.
Gor waited till the man cleared the bottom of the steps and had walked around the railing before he pounced. His strong body uncoiled like a spring as he leapt free of the bushes, his form an inky black silhouette against the moonlight as he seemingly flew through the cool night air, landing within feet of the man.
Steve’s eyes first widened in shock and then fear as he saw what had suddenly, as if by magic, appeared right in front of him. It was something from a nightmare, something from a horror movie…
Even though he saw it, and saw it clearly thanks to the full moon’s light and the glow cast from the back porch light, his mind refused to accept what his eyes were showing him.
It looked like a dog… a big dog, or maybe a wolf. Steve wasn’t sure but knew it wasn’t either, but it was the only thing his mind could relate it to. It was too big. Its front legs, thick and muscular, ended in paws that looked more like hands, each finger tapering into the crescent points of sharpened claws
It was slung down low on all fours, its fervid red eyes fixed unwaveringly on Steve. Its large head, framed by massive, powerful shoulders, surrounded by blacked matted fur, its wide snout opening and closing, revealing pristine white fangs. Thick strands of saliva the consistency of mucus formed in pools on the ground. Gor growled deeply from his chest as he drew slowly closer to the man. Julie screamed from the house and Steve joined her, making a high pitched shrill sound that seemed to spur the frenzy and blood lust that was building in the beast.
The scent of fear and urine was thick in the air now as Steve’s bladder released, a dark stain spreading across the front of his pants. Gor drank it in greedily, unable to resist anymore, howling as he leapt at the petrified man.
The man brought up his right arm by instinct to protect himself. Gor’s mammoth jaws clamped onto Steve’s forearm, his monstrous teeth shredding bone and tissue and severing his arm from just below the elbow in one bite.
Blood sprayed in large, violent splashes across Gor’s face and onto the lawn turning them crimson as the beast shook his head, tearing at his prize for just a moment before tossing it away and refocusing on the screaming man, the taste of fresh claret driving his appetite.
Steve was in complete hysteria, the mangled stump of his arm spewing blood in long red rivers. He tried to turn and get back to the house but Gor was on him again. The beast leapt onto Steve’s back digging his fangs deeply into his left shoulder and taking the man to the ground, slowly savaging him.
Julie screamed from the door, frozen in horror as this monster was devouring her boyfriend. She saw the beast raise its head and look at her with burning, sanguinary eyes. She shrieked, seeing its muzzle matted in Steve’s blood and its sharp fangs stained dark red as it snarled.
Julie’s heart froze in terror and though her mouth moved, no sound came out. She spun on her heel and ran back into the house, slamming the door closed behind her.
Gor watched her go, snarling. With one sweep of his colossal paw, his jagged claws cut neatly through Steve’s neck severing his head cleanly. It rolled away in a drizzled mist of crimson spray.
The beast leapt from his prey, circling back around the house and launching himself at the large window from where Julie had peered earlier. A storm of glass and wood rained into the house as the beast came through, tearing the curtains down as his heavy body landed on the floor of the living room.
He saw the woman on the floor, kneeling, facing him, trying to dial the phone she held in her trembling hands. He let his gaze fix on her with a predatory cast, his breath coming in short, harsh, saliva spewing snorts as he slowly advanced on his victim.
Julie dropped the phone, pressing herself tightly against the wall, unable to look away from the monster, her eyes wide as it drew ever closer. She screamed in terror and Gor launched and attacked.
Story Number 2
The Girl in the Rosebush
I was just sitting in my backyard, with my parents. They were talking about usual everyday stuff. I was just sitting in a chair while using my phone to look on the Internet. A few minutes later, my parents both decided to go back inside. I still wanted to stay outside though. I relaxed in the chair for a long time. I started to hear someone yelling. I didn’t really care what it was. It didn’t concern me since it sounded very far away. The strange and far away yelling continued, but I still didn’t care. Everything suddenly started to become silent and the only noise I could hear was the far away yelling. I suddenly noticed something. The person that was yelling appeared to be calling my name. I got interested and turned to the direction the yelling was coming from. I was surprised to see that it was coming from a girl.
Another surprising thing was the fact that she was actually in my backyard. I didn’t know who she was at all. I know what you guys are thinking. You probably thought she was a six-year-old girl who wore overalls and an old fashioned school uniform? Well, that’s not exactly correct. She looked either 15 or 16 years old. She was wearing a pair of blue jeans and a green long-sleeved shirt. Her hair was dark and was wrapped in a ponytail.
She was also wearing the typical pair of white sneakers that a teenager usually wears. The girl smiled after she saw that I was noticing her. She started motioning me to come towards her and screamed:
“Come here!”
I didn’t want to go near her at first since I absolutely hate going near strangers when my parents aren’t around. She continued motioning me with a desperate look on her face. I finally had the guts to walk up to her. I started off walking very slowly, but she kept motioning me as if she wanted me to hurry up. I started walking quickly.
When I finally made it, she started telling me why she needed me. She wanted to know if I’ve seen her little brother anywhere. I said that I didn’t. She told me if I ever see him around, I need to come and tell her. I said yes and she started walking away. I watched her as she walked away. I was relieved that she wasn’t a typically dangerous stranger. Everything seemed normal at that point. A normal teenage girl was just looking for her little brother and she came to me to ask if I’ve seen him. Suddenly, things started to seem a bit abnormal.
I saw her crawling into a rosebush that was growing in my backyard. Another strange thing was that I had never seen that rosebush before. The girl actually put her entire body in the rosebush. I wasn’t freaked out, but I was rather confused. I decided to go and see what she was doing. I walked quickly to the rosebush and opened it up. I was absolutely freaked out to see that she wasn’t there. This made me kind of paranoid, so I decided to go back inside. Another thing that freaked me out was that she knew my name.
That night, I completely forgot about the whole thing. I went to bed like nothing ever happened. I don’t remember when I fell asleep but what I do know is that I went to my bedroom at exactly 10:00. Three hours later, I was woken up. I didn’t see who it was until after I checked to see what time it was. The person who woke me up tapped my shoulder while I was still looking at the clock. I turned to see who it was. I literally jumped when I saw who it was. It was the girl. I was totally freaked out, but I tried not to show it. She asked me if I’ve seen her little brother anywhere yet.
She wasn’t even whispering. She was talking normally as if she were outside. I was too freaked out to speak, so I just shook my head. She kindly told me again to let her know when I see him. She walked out of my room. She also forgot to close the door, but I didn’t worry too much about it. I was very puzzled at that point. I decided to get back to sleep and try to forget that just happened. The next morning, I was still thinking about last night. I wasn’t as freaked out anymore though. It was a normal morning. I ate breakfast with my parents and lay down on the couch after that to get some more rest. After I was done resting, my parents said they were going to the gas station and they were letting me have the whole house to myself for a while.
They didn’t tell me why they needed to go to the gas station, but I didn’t really care since they usually don’t tell me why they go to places. After they left, I decided to watch some television. I also went on the internet every now and then. My parents were gone for a long time but I didn’t care. This is when the issue I’m having with the girl started to get scary. I was watching television, when I suddenly heard someone knocking at the door. I walked to it and opened it, expecting it to be my parents.
I was wrong. It was the girl. I was terrified at the sight of her. Her eyes were gone. I’m not saying they were two dark holes. There was actually skin where her eyes are supposed to be. She asked me again if I’ve seen her brother anywhere. There was pure concern in her voice. I was once again too frightened to speak so I just shook my head. She grunted in frustration and concern and walked away. I saw her crawling into another rosebush. Nearly overcome with fear, I closed the door and sat back on the couch. My parents finally came back minutes later. I didn’t tell them about the girl. I only wanted to keep it to myself.
That night, I hadn’t forgotten about the girl. I was still able to sleep. I’m not the type of person who can’t sleep just because something paranormal happened to them. Though, I was still scared the girl would appear in my room again and wake me up. A few hours later, The scariest thing happened. I was woken up by the sound of the girl asking me if I’ve seen her little brother anywhere. I sat up after hearing the voice. I looked around. I didn’t see her anywhere. I suddenly noticed a rosebush growing on my bedroom floor. I immediately became scared by this. I started to notice something climbing out of it. Guess who it was? That’s right. It was her. She looked normal this time, because she had eyes. She also looked concerned. She asked the question that I am getting pretty tired of hearing, “Have you seen my little brother anywhere yet?” I decided that it was time to speak this time.
I got out of bed and slowly walked up to her and said that I still haven’t seen her little brother anywhere and I probably never will. She didn’t say anything for about a minute after that. Suddenly, a smile started to spread across her face. It got bigger and bigger. It started to look kind of creepy. Her eyes also started to widen. They got so wide that she looked like somebody snuck up on her from behind and scared her. I decided to go back to focusing on her smile. When I did, I nearly gasped. It was the biggest and scariest smile I had ever seen. Her terrifyingly widened eyes made it worse. She started giggling. Her face stayed this way while she was giggling. It was like it was frozen that way. She started giggling harder. She also kept snorting. She was really starting to freak me out. The fact that she still had that scary smile and widened eyes freaked me out the most. Suddenly, the girl started screaming.
She started jumping up and down while flailing her arms. I also noticed that she wasn’t screaming. She was just laughing so hard that it sounded like screaming. She was really starting to freak me out. Her arms started flailing harder. Her legs started knocking together. As she continued to do all this crazy stuff, it got worse. Her arms were flailing like a puppet’s arms. I am not exaggerating. They literally looked boneless and wiggly. Her legs looked that way too as they were knocking together. She had gone totally insane. Her arms and legs were moving like crazy and her face was still frozen in that terrifying smile and widened eyes. She was still scream-laughing also.
She was totally creeping me out. She stopped scream-laughing and she started screaming a lot of random words such as: brother, little, you, seen, buildings, car, gone. I couldn’t take it any more. I ran under the covers. I wrapped myself tightly in them and stayed totally still. I could still hear her. She went back to her creepy and insane scream-laughing. The scream-laughing suddenly stopped. It was like she had a mute button and somebody pressed it. I took a small peek through the covers. I could see that the girl was gone and so was the rosebush. I slowly got out from under the covers. She was nowhere to be seen. I was still frightened so I went back under the covers.
That was everything that happened. I never saw the girl or the rosebush again. I’m not saying it’s all over though.
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