One Friday morning I was
riding to school on the bus. It
was dense with fog, and it was
really dangerous the drive in, I
knew that things felt odd. It
almost felt completely peaceful,
at least that's what I thought.
The bus was going slower and
slower, until it came to a
complete stop.
I saw a shadowy figure walking
in the fog, I couldn't tell what is
was though. As it came closer I
saw one sharp object in each
hand, then that's when I heard
the screeching. The door was
being pried open by two sharp
knives, I quickly went under the
seat, I knew I could hide there.
While everyone was panicking in
fear, I was smart and hidden,
then that's when I heard the
screaming of all the people.
Most of them tried to escape, but
they were to late; most of their
blood was splattered on the
floor. This is how I knew I needed
to escape, I saw the figure sit
down on a few seats behind me, it
was tying its shoe, it was my
chance.
I quickly bolted for the exit and
made it out, that was my
mistake.
As I made it outside it was thick
with so much fog I felt like I was
going to suffocate.
I looked around the area for a
place to run, everything was
pure white like a doves feather.
It was blinding to look at, I
snapped back to reality and I
knew I had no time, so I sprinted
straight forward not knowing
my surroundings. I heard
footsteps quickly following me
and a faint ticking noise, like the
noise you would hear from a
pocket watch. Tick tick tick, was
the noise that I heard, slow
ticking, very slow ticking, that
sound was so very hypnotizing.
I saw a bunch of tall shadows
ahead of me, they were trees. A
forest, I can escape this creature!
I ran will all my might into the
cold, dark, damp forest as fast as
I could, and maybe just maybe I
can escape.
