Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-24899119-20140601045246

I live in Colorado near the rocky mountains. In an isolated farm, just me and my family. My brother has been missing for a month now, its been so long.

"Mom!!", i said "What is it Billy, Oh.....my god, Jerry get your ass over here", my mom said. everyone rushed outside to the black figure, it was my brother "Help.....Me", he muttered out silently. " He had a terrible cold. We helped him to the house.

"What ae we going to do", my mother said "Get him something to eat". "Okay", "Oh and Billy", "Yes dad", i said "Make sure he doesn't get up"

later my dad called the doctor to make sure it wasn't a severe cold. "He is up stairs", my dad said. "Lets take a look", It took an hour for him to finish, then "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!". my dad rushed upstairs. We found the doctor gushing blood from his neck, "Janice take Billy outside" my mom held me and went to the barn, while my dad grabbed his shotgun. He went outside also then Robert, my brother grabbed his shotgun turned it around and shot his head

" OH MY GOD!!!!!!!!", my mother cried. Robert came to the barn,"Billy run!!!!!". he shot my mother 3 times, he shot me in the leg. What my brother did was horrible, i saw him eating my mother. He approches me "What....are.....you", "I am the spirit of hunger......I......Am...... The Wendigo". 