"GET AWAY FROM ME!". every story has a beginning, but what was mine? "Gooood morning is53!" the PA system said. "Today is a cool 45 degrees, not that good for this spOoOky halloween night". I had almost forgotten it was halloween. "Sam!... SAM! Pay attention young man!" Oh, it was just mrs.z. "Sorry miss". "As I was saying, tonight the school is meeting up in the woods for a fun scavenger hunt. This will count for your grade, so see you there". The bell rings. "dude, can you believe that we have to go out in those haunted woods". My scaredy cat best friend, Dillon said. "It isn't haunted, dude". I sighed. " I heard that there were killings there dude! AND THERE WERE TRACES OF SKINWAL- the dog walker that took my skin". Dillon really believed in these 'supernatural entities'. Even though he was my only friend, I still fantasize about his gruesome death. Me wraping my jaws around his neck, tearing his neck apart, his scream filling the room. His blood spurted everywhere, me eating his flesh and muscles. Of course I never told anyone about my cannibalistic fantasies. They would've locked me up in the insane asylum ever since I was in 5th grade. That is when the dreams started. "Come on bro, we need to get to lunch". "Oh boy." I said sarcastically.
After school, 2:30PM
I guess I should get into the woods early. If I'm not wrong then they should be there already. "Oh dude, hi!". It was dillon. "Hi". "they said that we were going to stay ALL NIGHT!". He shudders. "Do you want to share a tent with me sam?". "Sure". I said, sighing. "HELLO CAMPERS!". It was our gym teacher, Coach Terry. "Boys with boys, girls with girls. I don't want ANY fondoodling." I don't like that word. Fondoodling. Not even a real word. "For our first activity, we have to set up tents so we can sleep tonight." "easy enough". But little did i know, it wasn't 'easy enough'. I had almost fallen into dillon. And almost into a river. "Do you see those tracks?" "Yeah, maybe we should investigate later" I said, interested in what they were. "Ok campers, our first scavenger hunt item is some red berries." easy enough "Sam, maybe we can follow the tracks to possibly find berries." "that sounds like a good idea i guess".
Middle of the woods, 7:30
"How have we not found berries yet?" "maybe we shouldn't have followed the tracks". Do it. What was that? You know you want to. Kill him! EAT HIS FLESH! No... NO! I DON'T WANT TO! Fine, if you won't I will. I felt light headed. As my vision started to darken, I started to claw my face, trying to keep myself from going under. "AAAAAHHH!". As I woke up, I saw Dillon under me. His nose was bleeding. I couldn't control myself as I plunged my jaws into his neck as I had always imagined. It was the best taste I've ever tasted. A mix of pork, elk, and wagyu steak. Suddenly, I reached into my pocket and grabbed a pocket knife and plunged it into his chest. As I dragged it down, I began to cry. "I'm sorry. I'M SO SORRY!" I cried while he screamed in pain. As I plunged my hand into his chest, my mouth watered. As I ate his organs, I heard the voice again. Good, good. Eat up sam, don't go back to camp hungry. Then, I heard more voices. "I think I heard something! OH, OH MY GOD!" oh this is the part of the story where the beginning is actually at the end. "GET AWAY FROM ME!" I said while standing up, ponting my pocket knife towards the stranger (told you). "Woah woah, I just want to talk" he didn't have a chance to talk, as i jumped at him, stabbing him in the eye. "AAH" he screamed as he fell on the floor. I kept stabbing him as I heard a skinwalker cry out. " good job kid" what. "You're real?" "always have been". Dillon WAS right. "Have- have you been the voice?" "No I wasn't. That was a whole other creature beyond my control". Oh great, the 'almighty' skinwalker. "I can hear you, yaknow I have telepathic abilities". Yeah yeah, I know.
[ i never finished this ]
