Just for chits and giggles...

I was about 11-12 an it had been a bad winter in Alaska, the moose population was real low an the wolves were coming into dog mushers yards an killing dogs..I was at my friends house an we decide were going to go for a walk down her road..now understand we were about 45 mins from Fairbanks an she had had a dog killed by wolves..so we went for out walk it wasnt to late maybe 7 or 8 at night the stars were bright an the moon was full so we had plenty of light to see by. we were probable 300 yards from the house when I got that raise the hair on the back of your neck feeling an told my friend that I though we had walked far enough an we should go back an like a good friend she called me a chicken an we kept walking. well that feeling never went away an I finally said yeah im a chicken so lets go back an we started on our way back..the only problem was I say some movement out of the corner of my eye so we picked up our pace then we say it again parallel to us..when we were about 100 yard from the house we hauled ass an didnt stop tell we were in the house with both dead bolts thrown...the next day we went out an saw that the wolves had stalked us an circled around an were going to drive us further away...some one was watchin over us kids