How to Hunt a Wendigo, or a Skinwalker, or Something

I have an over-inflated view of myself and thought I could take on a Wendigo. I headed into the forest and set up a tent. A few hours went by and there was no sign of a Wendigo. I thought about my sister who was eaten by a Wendigo a few years ago. In her honor I decided to make a s'more for her and put it on a nearby rock.

Suddenly the Wendigo showed and ate her s'more.

"That's not yours!"

I grabbed a stick and started smacking the Wendigo.

"Bad Wendigo! Bad Wendigo!"

"I'm not a Wendigo."

It turned around and revealed itself to look like my dead sister.

"Wait, Wendigos can't shape-shift into humans!"

I wish I would have done better research before Mr. Creeps decided to narrate my story for tens of thousands of people to hear. Damn it!

"Wendigo's don't exist," said the creature.

"Then you're a Skinwalker?"

"No. That s'more you made. You didn't use marshmallows. You used mushrooms from the forest. Magic mushrooms. Also you don't have a sister."

The creature then turned into a Bunny Leprechaun and hopped away. I packed up my stuff and left the forest. I'm never going camping or getting high ever again.

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Credited to TurquoiseUmbrella 

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