Life was always thought to be simple, you just lived. Some people lives are rougher than others, while some live their entire life like gliding across water. I had wished my life had been the same way, because it had been for my entire life. I never knew someone's life could change so instantly. I lived in Little Creek. A small little town that was right next to a small little creek that flowed across the forest. We lived outside one of the better known town Silver stone. Nothing ever happened in our small town, or the town next to us. With the ignorance our town held, we never had a reason to build walls, or be terrified of the creatures in the woods. We all knew the stories, we have heard them since we were young, but yet with there never have being an attack, we didn't know the fear. These creatures were told to be able to change from a man to a wolf. A werewolf if you may. They were considered vicious killing machines, who lived deep in the woods. These wolves were said to be the size of bears just in wolf form. They were man killers and monsters. They had no human mentality when in wolf form. We were told that wolves have never entered the small town, because we were so close to civilization. We were told that the town has been monster free for the last 80 years. We were told a lot of things.