it was around midnight. You couldn't sleep, as the three year old you were, so you laid down on the couch next to Johnnie, your babysitter, and watched the news with him. He was sharing some cool ranch doritos with you. He held a beer in the other hand. As the news reporter started talking, johnnie instantly became worried. The news reporter was stating how another teenage girl had gone missing, and was killed. Johnnie soon remembered it was a full moon tonight, having completely forgotten. He was extra worried this time because he was babysitting you. But, alas, you already started to change. You were watching johnnie turn, but you weren't really scared... yet. Just worried. Johnnie looked at you as he turned, scared that he might hurt you. He fell to the ground on his knees, and soon enough, he had transitioned onto his werewolf form. You didn't know he was the one who killed that teenage girl, or anyone else for that matter. He stared at you in the eyes, a sinister and animalistic expression was present. That was when you began to get scared.