Pain, everyone feels it. If you scrape your knee while riding your bike, or lose your husband in a head-on collision on the highway, you will probably feel pain. Now imagine every 28 days or so, at night you go to this remote place, hidden in the shadows, sorrow filling up every corner. You go there, and you wait,...and you wait,...and wait...then BAM! It hits you, the worst amount of pain you have ever felt. It’s unbearable . You feel it in your legs, in your chest, in your mind, you feel it everywhere. And as you lay there, writhing in pain, you feel yourself becoming what everyone thinks is a monster. You feel your bones twisting and churning, your skin stretching, and your heart weakening, as you become this horrifying, obscene, appalling creature.…show more content… That’s what it’s like to be a Werewolf. You’re an outcast from society. Kind of like me. So, that’s why I decided to write about Werewolves, or Lycanthropes if you will. They’re like me, weirdos.
Werewolves (lycanthropes) are humans or other living things that change into a wolf or wolf-man like creature. They usually change every full moon or every 28 days or so depending on when your birthday falls, blood type, and other things that revolve around those general concepts. Even though the thought of them existing today is very miniscule, Werewolf legends have been around for hundreds of years. The idea of them starting around the early 14th century, with executions following immediately after. But when the European Colonists came to the America’s was probably when Werewolf legends started to
