Aug 31, 2010 22:16
8/27/10
Dad wanted us to find a werewolf. When we found one in the distance dad caught a small animal and threw him around on the ground hoping the werewolf would come get him. After a second the werewolf came running and I knew he was going to try to eat me. He came straight to me and almost ate half of my arm. I was trying to fight him off but it was pretty useless. Dad and Ryan didn't help me at all. I kept hitting him and he kept trying to eat me. I ripped out his eyeballs with the tips of my fingers digging down and around until it was out and then did it to the other and tried to quietly back away and hide from him.