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My Mom's Dating a Werewolf by Kaylee M.

I hate my mom’s new boyfriend. “Hunter darling” she calls him. Yuuck. They’ve only been dating for about 2 months, but my mom is already saying she “loves him” and believes he’s “the one.” And now he’s been coming over more, so I have to endure painful hours of seeing my mom gush over him almost daily now. Gu-ross. Every time I see him, the guy gives me the creeps. And he’s beyond weird. He has a strange appetite. Meat. Meat. And more meat. He has a lot of hair, too much to seem possible. His teeth are disgusting. So are his nails, but you don’t want me to talk about that. Believe me, it’s not pretty. His teeth look like they have been filed to be sharp points to resemble some weird vampire creature, and watching him eat with them makes me want to puke profusely. Eeewww. What’s even worse is I can never get away with anything anymore with him around the house. I feel like he can see and hear everything I do. It’s so annoying. And his eyes, when they look at me, make me feel like he’s piercing through my soul. In fact, he watches me so much I don’t think I even have one anymore. I don’t understand why my mother even likes the guy. He’s the oddest-looking dude I’ve ever met with horrible hygiene (and that coming from an 11-year-old boy is saying something). Seriously though, I feel like I need to start wearing a gas mask around in my own house because it’s so bad. I’ve tried to convince my mom to buy me one, but she says that I have to be more considerate of other people’s feelings. I thought, well, how about your boyfriend be more considerate toward my nostrils' feelings. They’re in a lot of pain right now. (Of course, I didn’t actually say that to her. She doesn’t appreciate it very much when I “show sass.”) She also claims I’m overreacting about the smell. She probably just pretends like she can’t smell the stink that he produces to be nice, but I’m not kidding when I say I can smell it from a mile away.

Now, lately, I’ve been noticing Hunter has been acting especially weird. Like weirder than usual. He has been sneaking off a lot more frequently. Nearly every other day now, when I’m walking home, I’ve noticed him going into this broken, abandoned house that sits at the end of town right next to the cemetery. It’s ancient, it was one of the first houses to be built when the town was made nearly 400 years ago. Stories have been told that outside that very house, witches had been burned at the stake for the witchery crimes they committed. People have come and gone over the years, but they never seem to last long in that house. No one has lived in it in nearly 100 years. Some people have sworn they still hear sounds at night, screaming and howling mostly, and suspect it’s haunted by the spirits of the dead. So now it just sits there, forgotten and abandoned. Could it be possible he’s having an affair with some other woman? Hm, I don’t think that’s very likely. I have a feeling there’s something else going on. He’s hiding something, and I want to know what it is.

So, today after school, instead of going home, I took the path he uses to go to that wreck of a house. I wasn’t sure exactly what I was looking for, but what I ended up finding was far worse than anything I could have imagined. There was a big hole in the ceiling that shown light down on the rest of the house. It was filled with… bodies—dead bodies, everywhere. Body parts were strewn everywhere, a head, several eyes, a half-eaten torso, some legs, and arms and- wait, is that a- brain?! Eww, dude, I thought only zombies ate the brains. Apparently, they aren’t the only ones with a taste for a mind. The smell was so repulsive I’m shocked my nose stayed intact with my body.

Just at that moment, I heard something walking this way behind me. Just in time, I found a small hole in the back and crawled out. I knew I should probably run away after that; dead bodies and mysterious loud footsteps coming my way doesn’t exactly seem like the best company, but my curiosity got the best of me. So I turned back and peeked into the hole I escaped from and saw Hunter standing at the same spot I was just moments before. He was limping across the room and groaning. His skin was… moving as if there was something inside that was trying to break free. Right when I thought this night couldn’t get any weirder, the light coming from the hole in the ceiling brightened from the moonlight and illuminated the room. At that exact moment, Hunter cried out in pain and opened his arms out to the sky as if getting ready to embrace it. His body then began to change shape. His body grew longer, and his face elongated and formed a huge snout and hairy ears poked out from the top of his head. Actually, hair was growing from every part of his body. Talk about a bad hair day. His hands and feet curved into claws, and a long tail sprouted from the end of his spine. His cry of pain turned into a haunting howl that echoed into the night. He lifted his head up and appeared to sniff the air. Suddenly his head whipped over in my direction. All the breath left my body. His eyes had become empty black holes with no trace of any emotion. My mom’s boyfriend had become a monster.

So I’ve come to the conclusion that my mom’s new boyfriend is a murderous werewolf. Hope that won’t freak her out too much. And while that’s scary and all the real question is how am I going to break the news to her. “Oh, hey, mom, you’re looking especially cheery today. By the way, I just found out your boyfriend is a man-eating beast and I highly suggest you maybe break up with him. Cool? Cool. Ok, bye now.” I can’t imagine she’d take it very well. Even if she does end up believing her 11-year-old son, by some miracle, she’d probably be a little bummed out that her weird boyfriend ended up being a flesh-eating, night howling predator with claws and a furry tail. (Not to mention the ancient house next to the cemetery that is filled with the bodies of his victims.) Maybe I could just let this one slide. For now. What’s the big deal anyway? So he has a few quirks, such as turning into a man-eating dog at every full moon. What harm could that do? I’ll get around to mentioning it at some point. Someday.