Wendigo

Lightning strikes down onto a utility pole. The town goes dark; People scream in terror of the untamed storm.

Willow stares out the window and watches the rain pour down. Her mom started lighting candles all over the house. She knew if she came back home the storm would prevent her from going back to school. Unfortunately, her mom insisted she come home; her only reason was that she had to wash Willow’s clothes.

“It’s rough out there”

Willow nodded.

“Well at least we get to spend more time together”

“Yea I guess”

Willow left her old room and walked into the living room, her mom followed.

“I made cookies”

“Great,” she said sarcastically

“It’s your favorite chocolate chip”

Willow put her headphones on and started listening to her favorite horror podcast. Ignoring her mom, her mom just sighed. She couldn’t understand why Willow was so shut off with her; almost like she hated her.

Willow was listening with her eyes closed when all of sudden her mom grabbed her and threw her to the ground. Willow snatched her headphones off.

“what the”

Her mom covered her mouth and Willow couldn’t understand what was happening.

Her mom began to whisper.

“There is something out there”

“Like what? this is ridiculous!”

“Shhhhh seriously Willow honey, I saw it”

Willow peaked her head from over the couch. She looked at the closest window and saw nothing, she looked at every window and saw nothing.

“Mom whatever it is it’s gone”

“No, stay down”

Willow stayed down on the floor but she thought this was just another of her mom’s sad attempts of trying to keep her attention. After about ten minutes Willow peaked her head over the couch and looked at the kitchen window and there it was.

It looked like a giant-looking man with sunken red glowing eyes, its grey skin was slick tight to its bones almost like it hadn’t eaten in months. The creature knocked twice on the window as it saw Willow’s face peaking at it. Willow ducked back down and turned to her mom.

“What the fuck is that!”

“I don’t know”

“We gotta get out of here”

The creature kept knocking on the window as if he was going to get let in. It grew impatient and punched right through the window. Willow and her mom took off running upstairs.