the willow tree was old, my mother said it was planted when my great great grandpa was young. it was very old if that's true, my friends always tried to play on it but the trunk was to thick and she branched to high. I never bothered trying, instead of play on the swings. something about the tree creeped me out. I told mother once and she said that it's just my imagination. that could have been the when I told her at 7 years old. But being 14 now, it was something else. maybe it was the way the sunlight never seemed to be able to shine through, or the dark colored leaves that grew blocking the sun. or maybe it was because I never found bugs alive on the tree, or maybe, just maybe, it was because when the tree was planted it was given soil by the witch that had haunted the woods we now call home. and I don't mean she gave it soil, I mean she was the soil, her body burn and ashes spread around a tree so she could never see the light. instead she would be stuck in a dark cold damp place for eternity.

"do you think the witch is watching us?" said Kelly, she was always trying to scare the children.

I looked at her, "do you?" chi, and little boy asked very seriously. she paused and looked at him, "oh, no of course not just silly folk tale stories, right?" she looks at me for reassurance.

"maybe." I respond touching the tree with my hand, even the trunk was cold and gave me the chills. I walked away and moved my hand slightly, to call the children to follow me back home.

when we got home the large dinner table was set up and ready, we only had about 75 people in our little village. we sat down and waiting for everyone to follow. we all took each other's hand, brought them up so that the sun could see and all together we said.

"may you not take us today, may you let us live other day, we thank you for this food, and the lives you have given us. amen" after we prayed we all started to eat, I had mash potatoes with some turkey and gravy, corn, and a piece of bread. when we finished we took our plated to the wash where prisoners would clean the plates. then it was off to bed.

The next morning the kids were begging us to go to the willow tree, I finally gave in and shouted for Kelly but she didn't answer. she was probably doing chores, i then saw Mya and asked her to come along since I could find Kelly.

"she said she was going to the willow tree like 10 minutes ago." Mya said, "I'll still go with though."

"ok thank you." I say.

we walk the long path to get to the willow tree a few of the kids ran in front when we saw it. that's when I heard one of them give the most blistering scream known to man. Mya ran in front of me towards them as I told the other children to wait, but when Mya got there her eyes went wide terrified of she was seeing. confused I walked up to them and looked down. my heart nearly stopped, Kelly's body laying there limp. her eyes were wide open as though she was scared. we all know who the murderer was, the willow tree.

it had to be burned.

want to hear something, I bet not in the middle of the night. the way a door could sound like it's shutting or u hear a tap on ur window, well what If that was someone.

imagine if someone is watching u their wide beastie eyes always following u. But the thing is u can't do anything about it. no matter now many time u tell them about the man watching u they don't see him. u can only see him, so u think it's ur mind playing tricks on u. But boy were u wrong and one day u see him spying on u through ur open closet.

as he spies u stare back and for the first time u speak up.

"I see u" i say annoyed. But the man's eyes just got bigger, as tho he didn't know that.

he makes muffled noises and u role ur eyes u get out of bed taking ur eyes of him and walk towards ur closet.... But he's not ther. U are now convinced it's ur mind playing tricks on you and ur turn around.

but there up close is the beetie eyes man, staring down at u. U scream only to wake in ur bed sweating and ur heart racing. u look over to see the beetie eyes man in ur closet again, u get out of bed to run over to him and still when u get there he is gone, u turn around to see him, u scream and wake up. what was This, u wonder, was it like ground hogs day? or maybe a really bad dream.

but this repeats it's self over and over again no matter what u try to do he always finds u. U try pinching ur self blinking really fast but nothing works soon you've gone crazy spontaneously tryna figure out different ways to get out of there. But u have none, u think this is going to keep happening for ever, not until u die at least, and then u can finally feel no fear. But what uh don't know, is that u have died, and ur sitting in the fires of hell. no escape for all eternity.

Hi! so I'm the author, and I usually type these stories late at night if u were wondering lol. this story is a bit short I know, my other stories won't be as short, and if u guys have any ideas for a scary story let me know in the comment section. I'm really looking forward to hearing ur ideas! and don't worry if i decide to use one of ur ideas I will give full created to the person. my new release might take a little longer I have a really good idea but no spoilers lol that's not fun. anyway I hope u like my future stories! like and subscribe! thx and have a wonderful day!

in the early 1880s in a small town is France people were being attacked by a beast. a beast so menacing that bullets seemed to bounce off of it. this beast was a werewolf. it starts with a man named Gestell, Gestell was a man with a rare desease called Hypertrichosis, also known as werewolf syndrome where your body grows hair everywhere. But before we get into that I need to tell u how it started.

in this small town in France people were starting get attacked and brutely killed by an animal. some were so violently killed that when they finished the autopsy they put underneath 'cause of death' killed by a beast. and if that doesn't scare let me tell u something that might. everything I'm about to tell u, is true.

in the this town people started to get attacked, mostly when they went hunting, they would be found and be put in the ground. at the time no really had to much concern about it because it wasn't that big of a deal a wolf or a hear probably got to them. But then these attacks started to get closer to home until on day a w/o man was killed on her front porch. this time people decided to go and kill the beast them selves and who can along them was Gestell. when they went into the woods they walked around to see if they could find the beast. after a couple hours Gestell parted from the group on his own for a bit. thats when he saw it. the beast, it was to say that it was 7ft tall and stood on it's hind legs, Gestell prayed and the beast seem to wait for his to finish his prayer. when he does the beast come running towards him, Gestell simply cocked his gun, aimed, and fired. the beast was killed.

Now you know how I told u that the beast seemed to be able to deflect bullets? well u might be wondering how this thing was killed by a simple village man. well apparently he used gold bullets stamped with Mary's face blessed with holy water.

Now how was it possible he got these items if he just a farmer. well his family was a bigger deal and was shamed, no one really knows why, but he came from some type of money. But the strangest thing is that they can't identify the animal, many theories have evolved of how Gestell just killed the animal with out having any fear, and knowing what would kill it. But my favorite one is this, remember how I told u that Gestell had werewolf syndrome? well many people say that came from when he made a deal with he devil which came him the power to become a werewolf and attack who he wants when he wants. a witness states that he was out hunting and saw a very hairy man bathing in a lake, when the man saw him he leaped forward and turned into a beast. and who does the beast look more Like? if u guessed Gestell u would be correct.

this proves that the world we live can't be explained with simple theories, and make sure to stay on ur toes you never know what kind of beast lurks in the woods behind you.