With Halloween near I thought it appropriate for a series on spooky campfire stories. I hope to post at least three story ideas by October 31st.
If you are anything like me and your kids anything like mine, then you and they love a good story. . .especially a spooky story. In the absents of an actual narrative a description of something mysterious, terrifying, and potentially deadly will do. I had a ton of fun with this one a couple of nights ago. My 6 year old especially got into it. We were at my grandparents house. Behind the house is a wooded hill, and it was starting to get dark. . .
This is a story that was told to me as a 6th grader at a week long camp in the Blue Mountains of Washington. It’s really just a fun and terrifying description of a creature. For us it became the source of a week of sightings, fright, and conspiracy. I have since learned that the word “loup-garou” is just French for werewolf, but it’s still fun. Below is a description of the creature that terrified the 6th grade campers from Kiona-Benton Middle School in the Spring of 1991. Feel free to embellish and adapt as you see fit in your own telling. Brace yourself and enjoy…