I love walking at night. I love looking at the stars. I love breathing in the fresh air. I love being alone. And werewolves turn into animals. They often turn into pigs. They run around the streets at night. Werewolves are looking for someone to bite. Werewolves aren’t beautiful. Werewolves are silly. They bite hard. And they laugh loudly. Don’t scare me. I don’t want to see you. I walk at night in peace. I don’t hurt anyone. I was walking calmly down the street. I didn’t touch or hurt anyone. But suddenly I saw someone running. It was a pig running. If you stand under a streetlight, The werewolf won’t see you. I stood under the light. And the pig stood in front of the light. Werewolves aren’t beautiful. Werewolves are silly. They bite hard And laugh loudly. Don’t scare me. I don’t want to see you. I walk calmly at night. I don’t hurt anyone. I looked at her in horror for a long time. I thought she would leave soon. But she was waiting for me. Then I took out a knife. I took out a knife and slaughtered the pig. I grabbed it by the leg and slaughtered it. The werewolf squealed like a pig. And I cut it into pieces. I brought the meat home and gave it to Dad. Dad fried it in a pan. The meat was good and tasty. Werewolves aren’t beautiful. Werewolves are silly. They bite hard. And they laugh loudly. Don’t scare me. I don’t want to see you. I walk around at night in peace. I don’t hurt anyone. A silly werewolf, aaa not a good werewolf, aaa but the meat is tasty, aaa you very tasty, aaa uuu and healthy.
