WereWolf - Creative Essay

Part I of Essay
The boy drew haggared breaths while hopelessly stumbling through the dark and forbidding forest. With a panic stricken face that spoke of desperation, the exhausted boy glanced behind him, to check for any sign of pursuit. He had been running and fleeing that thing for wh ....

Part II of Essay
.... were burning, he was out of breath, the boy wanted to give up, his legs however denied him. They continued moving and running. His body was fatigued, his head ached, his muscles throbbed. Pain, his body cried out Pain, stop! He could not stop. It was gaining, only a few inches! Soon blood would be spilled! Blood will be spilled to appease the appetite of the beast! With powerfull hind legs, it lunged at it's prey from behind. Hands outstreached, claws grasping! A scream, his first and last emmanated from his throat before he ....