The Rougarou

The legends of the rougarou, or loup-garou, have been passed down from generation to generation as long as Louisiana has been inhabited by modern man. The rougarou are closely related to the European version of the werewolf, but has a few very distinct differences from the wolf men seen in movies and on television.

Wolves are not native to Louisiana, so many times the beast in the story is replaced with other animals such as dogs, pigs or cattle, and generally appear as being pale white in color. As the story goes, the rougarou will wander the streets at night searching for a savior amongst the crowds of people. It will run through and cause havoc to each individual until somebody eventually shoots or stabs the creature.With the first drop of blood drawn in the dying blow the beast will then turn back into a man and reveal to its attacker his true name. This legend is said to usually happen within the smallest of towns in Louisiana, because of this the rougarou is often already known by its killer. Before the dying man takes his last breath of life he will warn his savior that he can not mention a word of the incident to anyone for one full year, or he too will suffer the same fate, and become the rougarou.


Recurring Wolf Nightmare

We all know that our dreams can be unpredictable at times. Even with some practice you may even be able to control them, but sadly I’m not one of those people. I’m just a viewer of the sometimes completely insane dream sequences I have, and even worse; a victim to a horrifying stalker that lives in my dreams. All of this is 100% real, and it will never stop.

It all started when I was an innocent nine year old boy, living in a suburban neighborhood with a forest behind me. I lived in a two story house at the time and me and my brother’s rooms were on the second story. One knight when I went to bed, I strangely woke up again at some unknown time at night. I shrugged and got out of bed to relive myself in the bathroom, but I didn’t hear my mom tell me to go back to bed. back then she had a late night shift working at home. I should have heard her at least typing away at her computer, but I didn’t hear that either. I was starting to get scared, but I returned to my room and locked the door closed. Then my eyes grew to the size of dinner plates when I saw what time it was. 8:35pm, the exact time I fell asleep.


Werewolf in the Woods

It was a sunny day.. Me and my friend were hanging in the park.. The park was nice and we would spend most of our time there.. We would love to play at that park.. We are a strange group.. We would like to roleplay.. Play action games outside ..

And alot of violence ..


The werewolf of Woodstone

It was an average night. Me and my best friends did what we all loved to do on full moons- werewolf searching. We all thought of it in good fun…

Until this happened. We walked down the darkened sidewalks, me with a silver plate in hand, my friend armed with a flashlight. The werewolf locator, downloaded on my iPod, was dinging ever few seconds. We had almost made it to the tree line. A low ditch awaited us. We stood in silence, panting heavily…


Werewolf Ghost

Hello my name is Jasmine, i am now sophomore in high school.  This story happened when I was about 7 to 9 years old when I had this encounter.  Now a little bit about my paranormal history, I see the dead and other paranormal sightings like dark shadows and moving things in the corner of my eye.  So to the story (sorry this may be short) When I was in bed, I had a wolf like creature in my room growl at me.  I was sleeping in the top bunk of my bed, but something woke me up.

I looked around my dark room when I saw glowing eyes in my doorway.  I panicked, I could not scream.


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