A childhood belief about monsters

Craziest thing ever! One time when I was just beginning to read I had gotten a nice big book on wolves. I read it cover to cover, including one little sentence mentioning werewolves. I was terrified. So one night I had fallen asleep in my brother's room and I woke up some time later, having to use the bathroom. So I go out the door and turn to go into the bathroom, but I notice the TV was on, and then a second later it clicked off, causing total darkness. I grabbed my dog and dragged him with me into the bathroom and slammed the door and threw myself against it. The werewolves were watching TV and now they knew there were people to get in the house!!!
I whispered a plan to my poor border collie who needless to say wasn't happy, and gathering all my courage flung open the door and rushed down the hall to my parent's open door. But then I stopped~ My dad worked nights and for the past few nights I had been waking him (at about 5 when he returned home) and he told me never to do it again, but he was in my way of the safety of my parent's bed! He was sleeping on the side nearest to the door and taking a massive leap I attempted to jump clear over him and wake my mom.

It didn't work.
My legs landed on him....very hardly.
He wasn't happy. And to make things worse, I had somewhat dragged my dog on top of him too.

The werewolves?? It turned out it was my brother and he was trying to scare me into thinking he was a burglar....
:)