She thought that she wasn't gonna make it to the door. Her legs felt like they couldnt run an other step or she would collapse and fall to the groung with her cheeks fiery hot on the pavement. If she fell, it would catch her, it was the monster, the thing that was on her trail. She turned her head to the left and saw that it wasn't there anymore. All of a sudden the out doors went black, and her vision went clear. She laid on the ground, scared, hopeless, and forgotten. Footsteps creep up behind her and she used all her force to shift her head to the sound of the feet. The monster bent down over her head and said "It's ok. I'm here. I'll help you." It sounded like a mans voice. She let out a large groan the pierced the man's ears. The monster covered her mouth with his hands that were long and gaunt. She struggles to break loose from it's grip but she was too worn out. She could to anything. It was like she was dying.
She remembered this morning she woke up to the fresh smells of sausage and bacon mixed. Now she here. How did she end up here? The monster takes his hand from her mouth and quickly puts a bag over her head. Then she gasps and kicks her feet in every direction. The outcome was a groan from the man and a collapse. She takes the back off of her head and thinks of one thing to do. Run. She takes off without a doubt of anything. All she wants to do is go to her family that's she loves. Now that was the only thing she could think of. Family. She stopped running because she's out of breath. She fell to the ground with one hand to the pavement and the other in a fist with her elbow to the ground. When she tilted her head up, there or was. Her house was standing right there waiting for her to enter it. She ran up to it and rang the doorbell once, twice, three times. The door slightly creep open. A hand pulled put and it was long and gaunt. She now stands wide eyed at the hand. Run.
