The ghoulish smile on its face was unbearable;its eyes bloodshot and wide.It was staring at me,or was it staring through me? I let out a small shriek and it slowly backed away into the darkness ; disappearing altogether.
It was a cold Sunday evening and I was strolling to my friends house. I saw an alleyway;it beckoned me towards it. I took a step forward. "Your a big girl now don't be afraid!" I thought aloud. I stopped. I listened. I took another few steps forward, I could feel myself tremble as I started to run, faster and faster. I couldn't stop myself.
Heart racing;scared;cold. What am I doing? A loud wailing noise could be heard in the distance. I sharply turn my head,left,right. The wind was howling in my ears like the screams of dying souls. I trod on something hard;I look down. A doll, broken and burnt. Why am I here? I felt uncomfortable now and every noise was the alarm call for an unwanted visitor.Running, I stopped dead in my tracks.In front of me was a dilapidated house .It was ghostly , I couldn't bear it. The brambles where tugging and pulling at my legs. My life was flashing before my eyes.Is there a future? A light flickered on inside the dead house,a bloody hand print appeared on the closest window, a hooded figure came into sight. I blinked,it was gone.
A murder of crows covered the moon,flying across the grey sky.The air was as dead as my feelings. The house was staring at me and I let out a slight scream. As I did I heard laughing. This was a laugh that I had heard once before but where? It was on the tip of my tongue but I couldn't remember.
"I have to stay where I am." I thought but Yet again my feet were pulling me forward. The dry,dead leaves crunched like bones underneath me. My breathing was getting faster and heavier. Then the sweet scent of swamp gas filled my lungs. I choked and could not get the gas out of my system. I felt very light headed, then everything went black....
As I awake I see the most horrific face. I sit up screaming. The face is that of a true nightmare. It has scars and gashes , it's eyes are wide and they don't blink once. I look away from the face. I see my parents to my left sitting in blue chairs and to my right a nurse and a doctor looking at me with worried faces. I look up again at the face and I touch my own. The creatures hand is being raised at the same time as mine. It is a mirror...
I couldn't believe it... The horrible scarred creature is me. I am the real monster...
