Thread:WolfyKitty/@comment-16962691-20131225190630

I heard in a Christmas song something about scary stories, so I thought I would say one.

Last summer I went to BoyScout camp for a month. It was fun, I made fires, chopped trees, tied knots, went fishing, and everything. I had just bought DS before I left, so I made comparisans abouteverything I did there to DS.

Anyway, when I got home, I looked in the mirror  because I hadn't seen myself in a while.

My face was very pale. My hair was over grown. I had dark rings under my eyes. I was growing a beard (I was only 12).

I looked just like Wilson.<ac_metadata title="My scary Wilson story."> </ac_metadata>