World of Monsters

------------------------------ From this moment on I knew that I was drawing ever so closer to the actual transformation and I was beginning to get more worried and scared. What if I would end up attacking my friends? And what if there wasn't a cure for it? I would be probably cursed as a WereStallone for the rest of my life. For the next several nights, I was trying to make sure that the newly developed WereStallone instincts wouldn't get the best of me. But no matter how hard I tried...it just seemed impossible, the urges were just too strong. I woke up the next night with a shock... My shirt seemed to be completely ripped and I seemed to have been upside down for some reason. It looked like I was recreating a stunt from Cliffhanger. "What the hell? When did this happen? Oh no...don't tell me it's getting worse...oh that's just great..." I got back on the right side again and lifted a table or two.....to my surprise, I had superhuman strength...

It was a dark and stormy night and darkness had fallen across the land….actually it wasn't stormy but it was a pretty clear night out , and it was in the middle of summer. Nickelodeon was having one of it's late night summer sleepover marathons where they show episodes of some of their best shows back to back, this weekend it was a Drake and Josh marathon where they were also going to show the movie Really Big Shrimp as well as episodes of the fourth season. I was all ready for it, I had just eaten my dinner and dessert and had a shower and brushed my teeth, so far it was coming along extra well - all the season 1 and 2 episodes had just been aired and I was enjoying them, so for the rest of the night I stayed up watching the rest of the marathon. All was going well except after the final episode season 4, I fell asleep and laid down on the sofa bed. Within a few seconds later, I woke up in a cold sweat of sorts - and I had chills running down my spin...