November 13, 2017

There's a werewolf terrorizing my neighborhood. Several people have been found dead and we've haven't found the culprit yet.

I'm going on my afternoon run in my neighborhood. There are people out and I don't know which won could be the wolf.

There's a couple arguing on a tandem bike and I start to think that maybe the guy's the wolf. I start to run faster, but can't. My feet feel like sand bags are attached to them. I can't pick up any speed.

When I look behind me, the couple takes a u-turn and goes on their way. A horn makes me look forward and I see a Cadillac zoom towards me. I start to hug the hill I'm running by. More cars zoom past and try to avoid me as best as they can.

I make it back to my little subdivision and spot some kind of animal in the road. I feel something behind me so I try to run faster. The sandbag feeling is back and I start grabbing onto the fence to get to my house faster. I pass the dead animal-my neighbors dog-and gun it to my house.

My brother's there and he tells me he knows where the wolf is and how to kill it. He was living in our old house and I had to wish him away using a green bra.

We take our bikes and ride to our old house batefoot. The wolf knows we're on the way and tries to atop us.

He's hiding under a bridge and fries to take a swipe at us. He does, and ends up scratching my brother's neck. I'm right behind him and his claws miss me by a hair. We're riding on both sides of the street while no cars are out because we use to live in the country.

We go around a bend and drive up a hill as fast as we can. We finally make it there and break into the house. Its all dirty and stuff, but the lights still work. And they're on in my old room with the door closed.

The wolf made it back before we did.

There's a green bra sitting in a chair in the kitchen and I pick it up to make my wish.

I wish the werewolf in the house in right now will Falk down dead and never come back.

The wish doesn't work. I look to my brother and asked what to do if the wish didn't work.

He tells me we have to kill it, so I walk up to my room and baby powder clings to my feet and legs. I start to walk backwards before my brother goes and bangs on the door.

It swings open and out steps the wolf. He growls at us to leave and I see what he's done to my old room. It's a mess and covered in leaves and branches.

I launch myself at the beast, catching him off guard and bringing us to the floor. My brother leaves me and the wolf grabs a nearby bottle of baby powder and starts to vigorously shake it in my face. I can't see and I start punching at random. I end up grabbing the arm with the baby power and stop him from shaking. I spit out and shake off as much baby powder I can.

He gets out of my grip and grabs a bat to swing at me from the floor. I end up stopping the awing and take the handle and start stabbing him with it. I stop stabbing to grab his neck and beat his head on the ground. We're both screaming at each other -him more growling- until my brother comes back.

He's turned into a werewolf.

He stands on his hind legs with another bat on his hand. I quickly get up with my bat and we both start swinging at the wolf so fast he doesn't have the time to get up.

We beat him until he's bloody and we know he's dead. With him not moving, I take the chance of glancing at my brother. I'm out of breath and he's barely broken a sweat.

He grins a malicious grin and I do the same before we both raise our hands up for a fist bump.