I made this book when I was 11 so please be aware, I was little and had no to little sense of how to write. My writing was very basic. I tried editing as much as I could without changing the story to how I write now-a-days. I do want the aspect of this memory. I most have spelled stuff right and spaced it more. But please do not hate as this is a very old book.

Long fingernails played against her skin. She felt the thing holding her move itself to look down on her. The fingernails pierced into her skin. They were dragged down her back leaving ten deep scratch wounds in her back. A dim light apeared and she stared into these black and red demon eyes with sharp spiky teeth and a dark grey skin. If it even was skin. "I have you now!"

She heard a soft knocking on the closet door. The knocking continued but only louder each time. She opened the door and a scream echoed throughout the house. The darkness errupted into voices. They were screaming and banging on the walls. The windows and doors started to open and close continuosly. The banging continued to grow louder and louder and screams more frantic and horrible. It stopped.