Trail of Teeth

As a child, I was always curious of mysterious places around where I lived in my rural small town in Nebraska. I loved hearing about scary stories and urban legends. Sitting around a campfire listening to campfire stories was one of my favorite past times. There was just something about listening to tales of serial killers, vengeful spirits, monsters, and demons that always filled me with excitement and joy. I laughed at the other camp students as they became scared by these stories and loved the thrills they gave me. I was always the first to sit down at a campfire during the summer nights to hear a campfire story. There was one story one night that was told to be true and was the story that ignited my curiosity with my old campgrounds. The story told of a man who lived in the nearby woods in a small cabin and would kidnap kids from camp sites and would murder them back in his cabin and use their bodies as furniture. But since the man was fairly terrible