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That one night alone.


It all started with a walk home for the nearby park.It wasn't far from your home.

10 minute walk or so you thought. You were walking briskly with some wind in 

your face. You walked by a group of trees hearing cries of despair.

To stop to listen but that did not last long. 

You felt a firm grip on your arm and something pulled you back to the ground. 

When you opened your eyes again there was nothing. Besides the on and off wind blowing.

You got off the ground and started to run faster than you could. Only to reveal. 

someone was running after you. 
 

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