Sitting in a cornor my brindle hair in my face I see a shadow. I hear claws scraping the floor. Fear bubles in me. They've found me. The creatures I've tried so hard to out run have found me and are comming for me. Let me tell you what these creatures are, and why I'm running from them. They're calling shadows. There tall and dark with long claws. They don't speak or have eyes. There mouths stiched shut. Shadows speak through the mind. They kill for the fun of it. and they're comming for me because I saw them kill my family.
It's comming for me, I think. I'm going to die.
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Miles Away
AdventureA shadow was following her. Hunting her for what she had seen. Her family was killed, her friends as well. No one knew her name, she was a mystery. A mystery with brown hair, and green eyes. She was scared. She was miles away.
