Hello from the nice, uncaring werewolf
Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2009 6:02 pm
This is from another werewolf site, and I just figured I should post it on other sites as well. It's by me, of course
Hey, I'm Lord Hondros, but you can call me Alex if you wish. I wasn't going to make one of these, but due to someone in another post, I am. Remember, I have ABSOLUTELY nothing to gain by lying, truthfully, I could care less if you thought I was being truthful or not. However, I just learned how to P-Shift, or at least control it at any rate, and I met another werewolf who could already do it at the college I'm going to. My girlfriend was telling what I was going through, and she told me that I am indeed a werewolf, and that she is too. Okay, perhaps I should describe what I went through.
The last fullmoon, as most of you should know, was April 9. About two weeks before that, my teeth started to become sharp, and I began growing hair, literally everywhere. I even grew a uni-brow. Then, a couple days before the full moon, I had this strange dream, that I was running through a field killing cows. Okay, didn't bother me much. Then, on the ninth, I took a shower before I went to bed. I started to feel really strange. I looked in the mirror. I could see muscles rippling all over my body. I'm not going to lie here, I'm not very skinny, I'm 5'9", and weigh about 190lbs. But here's the thing, in a matter of ten minutes, I had grown a six pack. How, I have no idea. I looked at my eyes. Occasionally, my eyes change from blue to green, but they're usually blue. So, when I looked in the mirror, my eyes were golden-yellow. The iris, mind you, not the whole eye. My pupil was still black, and the part around the iris is white still. I grew really tired. So, I went to bed, convinced that I was just hallucinating. As I was lying in bed, I could smell the steak I had in my fridge. Also, this ambulance came down my street. I could hear it before my dog started barking. Then, I could smell... meat. Coming fast at me, then I realized it was from the ambulance, because it went away as the ambulance drove farther away. Everything became tinted blue, and I could see perfectly in the dark. Then, I passed out. Something you should know, I have no depth perception. Everything looks 2-D. THere are glasses I can wear that help this. But for the most part, I have to judge distances by things right next to it. Okay, now about my, "dream":
I NEVER remember my dreams. That's what was odd about this whole thing. My "dream" felt EXTREMELY real. But for starters, I could see perfectly, more than perfectly. I could see things farther away than most people can. Also, I could smell things very far away, and I could smell practically everything. And, my hearing was great too. I could hear bugs moving around. In my "dream", I was hunting cows. Hunting, and killing. However, I only remember glimpses of this dream. I do not remember my shifting, if that's what I did.
The next day, there was a news show that was saying something about a slaughter of cows in a field about fifteen miles from my house. I live on the lake in Ohio. Also, when I woke up, I had dirt on my arms and legs, and blood on my mouth. The steak in the fridge was gone, the front door was wide-open and unlocked.
Something that everyone should know:
I've always loved wolves;
I've always been fascinated with werewolves;
I've never really thought they could exist;
I've always had a better sense of smell than everyone around me;
I have very few friends;
My dad's great(4)-grandmother is from Transylvania;
Like I said, I don't really care if you believe me or not. I stumbled onto this site when I began researching werewolf legends, stories, etc. to see if I truly had p-shifted. Apparantley, I am one of the few of my friend's werewolf pack that can actually p-shift. I haven't been able to control it yet, but I'm getting better. So far, I can get my arm muscles up and turn my eyes golden-yellow on command, even though it tires me out like crazy. I usually pass out a few minutes after obtaining both.
Thanks for reading, I just wanted to get my story out there, and again, I have nothing to gain by lying on here, I don't care if you believe me or not, I will answer your questions to the best of my ability, I will not respond to hate threats, flames, bashes, etc., so I advise not to, and no, I have no pictures or videos. As of now, there are only four humans who know, and they are my closest friends. Now all of you know. I will try to take pictures sometime, but it might be awhile, because I cannot control myself when changed, it was once, and I don't want to endanger anyone. And yes, I realize that I have one really long run-on sentence, but I don't care.
Take care,
Hondros
Mind you, I hate Twilight. My girlfriend's always trying to make me read it. I said no. And no, and no, etc. ect.
Hey, I'm Lord Hondros, but you can call me Alex if you wish. I wasn't going to make one of these, but due to someone in another post, I am. Remember, I have ABSOLUTELY nothing to gain by lying, truthfully, I could care less if you thought I was being truthful or not. However, I just learned how to P-Shift, or at least control it at any rate, and I met another werewolf who could already do it at the college I'm going to. My girlfriend was telling what I was going through, and she told me that I am indeed a werewolf, and that she is too. Okay, perhaps I should describe what I went through.
The last fullmoon, as most of you should know, was April 9. About two weeks before that, my teeth started to become sharp, and I began growing hair, literally everywhere. I even grew a uni-brow. Then, a couple days before the full moon, I had this strange dream, that I was running through a field killing cows. Okay, didn't bother me much. Then, on the ninth, I took a shower before I went to bed. I started to feel really strange. I looked in the mirror. I could see muscles rippling all over my body. I'm not going to lie here, I'm not very skinny, I'm 5'9", and weigh about 190lbs. But here's the thing, in a matter of ten minutes, I had grown a six pack. How, I have no idea. I looked at my eyes. Occasionally, my eyes change from blue to green, but they're usually blue. So, when I looked in the mirror, my eyes were golden-yellow. The iris, mind you, not the whole eye. My pupil was still black, and the part around the iris is white still. I grew really tired. So, I went to bed, convinced that I was just hallucinating. As I was lying in bed, I could smell the steak I had in my fridge. Also, this ambulance came down my street. I could hear it before my dog started barking. Then, I could smell... meat. Coming fast at me, then I realized it was from the ambulance, because it went away as the ambulance drove farther away. Everything became tinted blue, and I could see perfectly in the dark. Then, I passed out. Something you should know, I have no depth perception. Everything looks 2-D. THere are glasses I can wear that help this. But for the most part, I have to judge distances by things right next to it. Okay, now about my, "dream":
I NEVER remember my dreams. That's what was odd about this whole thing. My "dream" felt EXTREMELY real. But for starters, I could see perfectly, more than perfectly. I could see things farther away than most people can. Also, I could smell things very far away, and I could smell practically everything. And, my hearing was great too. I could hear bugs moving around. In my "dream", I was hunting cows. Hunting, and killing. However, I only remember glimpses of this dream. I do not remember my shifting, if that's what I did.
The next day, there was a news show that was saying something about a slaughter of cows in a field about fifteen miles from my house. I live on the lake in Ohio. Also, when I woke up, I had dirt on my arms and legs, and blood on my mouth. The steak in the fridge was gone, the front door was wide-open and unlocked.
Something that everyone should know:
I've always loved wolves;
I've always been fascinated with werewolves;
I've never really thought they could exist;
I've always had a better sense of smell than everyone around me;
I have very few friends;
My dad's great(4)-grandmother is from Transylvania;
Like I said, I don't really care if you believe me or not. I stumbled onto this site when I began researching werewolf legends, stories, etc. to see if I truly had p-shifted. Apparantley, I am one of the few of my friend's werewolf pack that can actually p-shift. I haven't been able to control it yet, but I'm getting better. So far, I can get my arm muscles up and turn my eyes golden-yellow on command, even though it tires me out like crazy. I usually pass out a few minutes after obtaining both.
Thanks for reading, I just wanted to get my story out there, and again, I have nothing to gain by lying on here, I don't care if you believe me or not, I will answer your questions to the best of my ability, I will not respond to hate threats, flames, bashes, etc., so I advise not to, and no, I have no pictures or videos. As of now, there are only four humans who know, and they are my closest friends. Now all of you know. I will try to take pictures sometime, but it might be awhile, because I cannot control myself when changed, it was once, and I don't want to endanger anyone. And yes, I realize that I have one really long run-on sentence, but I don't care.
Take care,
Hondros
Mind you, I hate Twilight. My girlfriend's always trying to make me read it. I said no. And no, and no, etc. ect.
Hope to here from you on the other posts.
