Last Night A Werewolf Chased Me

I barely escaped with my life

Photo credit: Darrin Atkins

I just wanted to get home after a long day at work. That’s all I wanted.

But I knew there was trouble when it was deadly quiet.

Out of nowhere an ugly brown werewolf raced towards me, and I think it wanted to kill and eat me, not necessarily in that order.

I raced away over to a playground. I needed a weapon so I broke off a chain from the swing.

The werewolf jumped in the air and I swung the chain hard as can be. It had little effect.

The werewolf snapped it’s big jaw and bit into my right leg. I tossed sand into it’s eyes and then I slammed the chain into it’s face.

I had a second to spare so I raced off to the yacht harbor and jumped into the water.

“Help!" I screamed to the harbormaster at the small gas station for boats.

The werewolf jumped into the water after me and bit my arm.

I swam to the gas pump and broke it open, and I poured gas onto the werewolf.

“Need a light?" I asked as I made sparks with the broken metal.

Soon the werewolf was on fire and I let the harbormaster finish him off.

This wasn’t my first time fighting a werewolf and it wasn’t going to be the last. For some reason they think they will kill me one day. They can keep trying, I guess, and they will keep failing.