Is something Wrong?
Like many other horror stories, this one is not original.
It's based on another horror story.
Luzy was walking through the forest as she felt the raindrops fall.
Typical late evening weather...
Walking home with the rain falling didn't sound very appealing to her, so she took refuge under a tree, thinking about the other options she had.
She then remembered passing an empty house not too long ago.
"I'll stay there." She thought.
"At least I'll be safe from the rain, and I'll be able to sleep there, if it comes to that."
She found some wood in the corner of the living room, and made a fire in the fireplace.
She covered herself with her jacket and slept.
But not before long, the fire went out, and the cold awakened her,
"It'll be bright soon." She tried to assure herself.
"Then I'll keep going."
She shut her eyes.
But before she could doze off, she heard a heavy knock on the door to the house.
She sat up right, clutching her jacket.
The knocking turned into clawed pounding, and suddenly, the door burst open.
The creature slowly walked in and stared down at her.
Luzy took one look, and started running.
She had never seen anything as scary in her entire life.
She paused just long enough to jump through a broken window.
Then she ran, and ran, and ran, and RAN, until she thought her lungs would burst.
As she stood on the forest path, trying to catch her breath, she felt something tap her on the shoulder.
She turned and found herself staring into two big glowing yellow eyes and a grin accompanied with sharp fangs
It was the Beast! The Werewolf!
"Pardon me..." The wolf said, smiling, exposing it's fangs.
"Is something wrong?"