It started on one stormy night, when the wind was howling in the dark sky. I was coming back home, alone, as I heard footsteps following me. I sped up my pace but I was too scared to look back, until the footsteps seemed to stop. I stopped walking to call my mom to pick me up at the bus stop but I felt that the air was getting heavier and heavier. I suffocated and saw complete darkness. My body was trying it's best to stay strong but it was no use. I could see blurry objects moving around, trying to posses my soul. I regained consciousness and started running as fast as my bloody legs could take me.I was the fastest runner in my whole damn school but it wasn't enought for me to keep those creatures away from me. Suddenly, I felt something grabbing my throat, then another hand grabbing my legs, and there was the end of me......
