do I dare?
I thought
as I stared death in the eyes. I saw a dark soul. empty but scary. I was blown away by the fear I felt when I saw this horrible.
horrible.
dangerous creature.
it growled and told me “you must come with me” in a slow yet unsettling tone.
I didn’t want to so I turned and ran down the street as fast as I could! scared for my life!
I ran in the middle of the road, it was foggy for a what felt like miles.
when my adrenaline finally wore off. I finally ran out of breath. panting and tired, I stopped to look back.
I was relieved when I didn’t see it behind me. I took a deep breath of relief Then I turned back to the path away from death.
I was safe. I got away
I finished turning back,
And there death was again!
Right in front of me.
Towering over me with a grin like the joker and teeth that seemed to be nails!
A dark cloak on its back and fingernails as long and as sharp as pitch forks..
he was a scary creature..
hunched over and 7 feet tall.
this thing was not here to help..

but why was he here? to take me?

As I stood there is disbelief it said once more “you must come with me”
I begged and asked “Why me, w w why me”
as I began to cry profusely.
I kept pleading in hopes death could see my...