My Scholastic Silver Key Writing

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Eyes like fire and death, it's voice a loud crackle as it spews dark words. Hands turning into claws ready to rip open flesh and tear hearts from ribs, a black aurora leaks from it's human like body. Teeth become shards of glass, grip like a steel trap.

The beast grabs you by the arm and forces you down a hole, nothing but darkness within. You tell it to stop and leave you alone but it ignores you and continues the chaos. You're arms begin to ache as you see the iron grip it has on you, it burns.

You manage to rip free but are scared, you run away and hear it follow. Fear follows beside you and tells you to run far away while strength yells at you to stand and fight. You listen to you're strength and stop, you turn and it towers over you.

Square you're shoulders, take a breath, just breath, you tell yourself. It grows closer and closer, bigger and bigger. It meets you and gives a horrid grin. You yell back, a throat burning sound and the thing doesn't even flinch. Tears burn you're eyes as you shout and shout, trying to feel brave, failure is you're next friend.

The beast grabs you and roars once more, then it's all black.

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