"Where are you going?" said my friend. "To the forest" I said. "But it's getting dark! And a storm is coming. All the wolves come out when there is a storm. Don't go near them. And don't touch them!"
I went out and saw lots of wolves. I wasn't scared. I went near them and touched them. Then I remembered what my friend had said. Too late! My teeth turned black and my skin was covered with spiders. I screamed and ran into the forest.
In the middle of the forest I saw a monster. Now I live with the monster, and when it's dark and stormy I go into the forest and scare people. Maybe I will come out and scare you.
THE END
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