It was a wolf moon. We were in the werewolf forest, the sky was outer space black and the trees were grey as dead skin and the grass was as black as an evil heart, eviler than Hitler’s. The only living thing for miles was a tiny little happy bush, it was happy! It has raspberries on it, blueberries, on it, and grapes on it, and blackberries on it, and a the prettiest thing in the world: the golden pineapple! We were standing when I turned around my brother, Cloppyhop’s, hat was on the ground and the werewolf was chasing my best friend.
The only thing left of my brother was his hat with a big red dot with blood all over it and a speck of werewolf hair. The end until next spooky story time.
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