I saw it yesterday, maybe the whole package too.

I’m not sure what/how the whole clothes/covering situation works for creature-y beings and honestly, I don’t really want to know. This entire thing is freaking me out.

I just about lost it, couldn’t even tell what it had been, rancid and rotten and raw—and it was eating it.

Ravenous.

There I was, innocently walking outside my own house and I’d seen it.

Always said I was going to move to the suburbs. There is absolutely no reason to have a forest in the backyard.

My therapist has been saying for the longest that I need to “start taking care of myself” and whatever.

Of course the second I try I get flipped off by the universe.

I wish I could trick myself into thinking I’d seen a wolf.

I tried, I really did, but wolves don’t have eyes with cracked purple pupils, I’m sure they don’t and if they do, Google failed me too—

“What did he look like?”

“It **It. **Sherlene, don’t play with me. I’m opening up to you and you’re here making googly eyes for a mythical creature!”

“No, for sure but—“