It was my friend Bekzat’s birthday party about a month ago and, I must say, it was pretty fun. My three friends—Adilet, Ersultan, Ermurat and I went over to Bekzat's party at  his countryside house. We went there on a Saturday and stayed over for the 2 night. We played videogames, ate cake and, best of all, drank alcohol. It was pretty fun.  

But suddenly Adilet offered to tell each other horror stories and we started to compete. Each of us tried to tell the worst story. But I must to say that Ermurat’s story was really scary and truthful. Truthful , because we met the Wendigo of his story that night. The Wendigo is a cannibal demon of Native American mythology. The wendigo may appear as a monster with some characteristics of a human, or as a spirit who has possessed a human being and made them become monstrous.

When Ermurat told his horror stories, we heard the sounds of creaking doors. But we did not pay attention, because the house was an old. We continued to rejoice. But suddenly the lights went out in the room and the room has got a cold wind. We felt that something sinister, as if death was breathing our backs. Adilet turned and saw a monster, and shouted:

-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!

Monster attacked him and bit off his head. The sound of the falling body has brought us from the shock. We all started running.