Short stories by a Teen Shadow

Death

I find myself standing in front of a tunnel. It is dark, the only source of light being the moon. I feel uneasy, something is wrong.

I see someone at the end of the tunnel. A ghostly shadow. I feel my adrenaline rush. Suddenly, I'm scared. I'm scared of whatever or whoever that is.
I want to run away, my legs wont move. I want to scream, my voice wont come. I touch my cheeks, they are wet. I didn't realise that I had begun crying.

I can hear footsteps, the shadowy figure is walking towards me. Now I cannot breathe, my lungs are short of air, I feel them burning in my chest.

This is the end I think, my approaching death.

I close my eyes in prayer.
No one can save me now, no one but the one who has created me.

I remain as such.
There is a sudden stillness.
The burning is gone, I can breathe. I'm exhausted. I'm scared.
I slowly open my eyes.

I find myself lying in bed,
Safe and Sound.