“The Wendigo” from “Scary Stories to Tell in the Dark” by Alvin Schwartz
This is another short and silly one. I was originally going to read “Aaron Kelly’s Bones” instead, but finally decided that it was a little too ridiculous, even for me. Once again, “the Wendigo” is a relic of my childhood. Are you sensing a theme yet? While not creepy to me, childhood has a powerful hold and so this is one that has stuck with me and become synonymous with ‘creepy story’ regardless.
