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~ shadow in the dusk ~

Walking along the dark, narrow path, my heart began to beat rapidly. I looked around nervously, just waiting for something to happen. I didn’t know what but I could sense that eyes were watching me. I stopped and stood silent. The woods seemed so peaceful; I wondered why I felt so nervous. A small crackle sounded from behind me. I quickly turned around but didn’t see anything there. Birds began chirping in the distance and I heard more crackling. Quickly I ran as fast as I could, trying to escape the forest. It wouldn’t let me out. It was surrounding me and trying to suffocate me. I screamed and fell to my knees crying. Again I felt eyes on me. I wiped the tears off my cheeks and strained my eyes to see any movement around, but there was nothing. I didn’t know what to do. I was lost and confused and just wanted to escape the woods. I saw a large shadow on the ground coming from behind me. Again I ran, not even taking the time to see who or what the shadow was of. My legs felt weak and I was exhausted. I tripped and stumbled over dirt, rocks, and twigs. So many trees appeared before me. I wanted to stop but my fear told me to keep running. I turned my head slightly and seen the shadow following me, the shadow of a middle aged man. Screaming for help, I looked for my way out of this never-ending forest. The footsteps from behind stomped louder and louder, coming closer and closer. Fear and weakness had completely taken over my body. I could sense him near but didn’t want to turn my head. I needed to concentrate on finding my way out of there. Suddenly the footsteps disappeared and I stopped, looked around and didn’t see anyone. There seemed to be not as many trees around anymore. I saw an opening. Running, I finally became free of the woods and away from whoever had been chasing me. I was now safe at the moment but knew he was still out there, waiting for the right moment to come after me again.

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