'Call me crazy, call me a coward and call me gullible for all that I care, but I still have this hughmungouse fear of the full moon. I mean I've heard terrible stories and tomorrow night is full moon! I can't take it any more!' Chantezè is so terrified of the full moon she never even sleeps in her own room at the night before full moon, the night of the full moon or even a day after the full moon. Her parent's thought that this month she should sleep in her own bed for once. She is terrified! And she has more than enough reason to be. But like most stories this one has a good ending.