It was a dark and stormy night when the young girl walked home from school. The wind howled and the rain pelted her as she trudged along. Suddenly, she heard a strange noise coming from the woods. She stopped in her tracks and listened intently. There it was again, a low, guttural growl.
She began to run, but the growling followed her. She could feel something watching her. She ran faster, but the growling seemed to be getting closer. She was so scared she was about to faint.
Just as she was about to give up, she stumbled upon a clearing in the woods. In the center of the clearing was an old, abandoned cabin. She quickly ran inside, slamming the door shut behind her.
The girl huddled in the corner, trembling with fear. She heard the growling outside the cabin, but it seemed to be getting further away. She was safe for now.
Suddenly, she heard a loud thud coming from upstairs. She slowly crept up the stairs, her heart pounding in her chest. When she reached the top, she saw a figure standing in the corner. It was a tall, dark figure wearing a long, black cloak.
The figure slowly turned to face her and she screamed in terror. It was a werewolf! The werewolf lunged at her, but she managed to dodge out of the way and ran back downstairs. She quickly grabbed the door handle and pulled it open, but the werewolf was right behind her.
She screamed and ran out of the cabin, not daring to look back. She ran all the way home and never looked back.