All Chapters of Cursed Teens of the moon: Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

For as long Philip could remember, he had always been afraid of the dark. But his friendsobviously couldn't know that; he was the star football player and jock of Elmwood academy, fearwasn't a word that should have been in his vocabulary. However, here he was, seated in theback of his father's old pickup truck, struggling to stay calm whilst balancing a cigar between hismiddle and forefinger as the cold November winds seeped through his jacket.He watched, with growing unease, as his friends chanted as Jude, another one of his friends,chugged down a bottle of tequila. He took a long drag from his cigarette, letting the headyfeeling consume and calm him before exhaling billows of smoke.They were playing truth or dare, a game he would usually enjoy in the comfort of his living roomor the boys' locker room in school, not here in the middle of the forest, miles away fromcivilization. Jude let out a loud belch when he had completely downed the bottle of alcohol,whooping and cheer

Jude awoke with a jolt, there was a sharp ringing sound coming from his right ear, and it felt likesomeone had slammed that side of his face against a wall. He was more aware of his crackingheadache than the layer of dehydrated saliva that coated his cracked lips. He could feel hisbones ache and his muscles throb like he had been beaten to a pulp and placed in a papershredder afterwards, so much so that he could barely identify nor control any part of his body,his limbs felt too heavy, and his head felt far too light to be right. Cold seeped into his chest, andhe wondered what had become of his shirt last night.He could still feel the residual taste of cheap vodka and perhaps a bit of vomit at the back of histhroat. He couldn't remember half of what had transpired the night before, last he recalled, theyhad been waiting in the car for Philip to complete his dare, so they could finally head on home.Everything else was a blur, but that wasn't an entirely unfamiliar feeling for

Sarah stared at the television in silence. 'Wild bears strike' the headlines read. The newsshowed videos and pictures taken by the police of the dead animals and wrecked truck the boyshad been at night before.She knew that truck, Jude was always in that truck. She remembered her son saying he wouldbe with his friends at Jude's house studying; She'd never liked that boy, he was a delinquent,always in trouble with school and sometimes even the authorities. She found no reason why hewasn't behind bars with the things he took and sometimes did, the townsfolk were all toogullible. In her unsolicited opinion, he had got more than enough second chances just becauseeveryone in town agreed his parents were scum of the earth. The only reason she had let Mattout last night was because she thought the others in their reading group were slightlyresponsible.Her slender had rested just above Matthew's. He seemed so peaceful despite the bandageswrapped around his torso and head, the last