Blood Related

The cold air burned my lungs as I rapidly took short shallow breaths; the noise of the park along with the laughs of the young children is blocked from my ears silenced by the rush of my blood. The fear controlled each muscle in my body. The more I try to run the closer he gets. Around every turn he is standing smirking at me with his croaked demonic smile. Running from fear, hoping for survival, it will only protect me for so long.
When I ran through the merry-go-round and into the ghost house, which wasn’t my smartest move. Not looking behind me only running forward, I was thrown off guard when a young boy ran into me crying for his mommy. After I pointed the boy to the door, he caught me. My heart broke as his cold eyes glared through my soul. His big beard was wet with spit as he drooled like a rabid dog. His dark black eyes gleamed with pleasure, his sideward twisted head hung back heavily as if his wide crocked smile is heavy to wear. How can one achieve so much pleasure from scaring a girl to death?
“My sweet girl, stop running aren’t you getting sick of this game” the dark voice mocked. As I tried to turn around and run he grabbed my shoulder. His laugh made me sick with fear and my body shivered, aching to fight as well as begging me to run. Its cold eyes turned black and its face distorted. I shut my eyes and started to pray, to him my reeking fear is only a game.
“In the name of the father, the son and the holy spirit,be gone. I am a child of God, I will not be corrupted by lesser demonic trash” As I spoke this words I fell to the ground. When I opened my eyes two angel like figures appeared and took hold of the demonic beast. Without even seeing their faces only two pairs of enormous wings they vanished taking the beast along, shrieking as their pure tough burned his darkened soul.
It is no normal life and it will never be for the things that rule the night will not give up till every last pure human soul is dragged to hell.