She glared at me in the eyes as she hovered over me. She knew I was weak now, she had taken all my weapons. I felt like my 10-year-old self again; just a lonely boy who couldn't defend himself. She drew out a knife and placed it lightly on my arm. She slowly dragged it down. To be honest, it kind of tickled me, but her force grew into so much hatred towards me she only dug deeper and I yelled as it pierced my skin.
Suddenly, a beast tackled her to the ground and I heard a sickly sound that I knew all too well.
The sound of bones crunching.
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Story Prompts
RandomSo recently, I've been doing a lot of story prompts every day. I was wondering if they were good enough so I'll put them here. ^-^ Here's the thing, of a story gets tons of votes, I'll write a whole story on the thing. So vote to your hearts desires!
