The Stone

I was getting home from work on my reagular walk when I realized, it was silent. The once busy street had been empty, and the people all gone. I was about 1/2 a mile away from home when I hear the sound of stone, scrapping aganist the ground, I shoot back to see what it was to see nothing. Just the sidewalk. I hear it reapitivly and keep turning around to see the same sidewalk. Now afraid at home unlocking my door to my apartment, I feel a cold stone hand grasp my arm. I look around and I'm staring into the eyes of a stone solid horrific creature that has the shape of and angle. Then, when I wake up, I am not the same.
I shot up like a firework to see I'm stone. I have a long flowing dress and grand wings with sharp fangs. Just minutes later a child the age of 3 comes passing by. How adorable I think, then I'm hungry he looks away like I'm nothing and I come closer. I try to stop but I couldn't, the next thing you know, he is gone. I cover my eyes, ashamed of myself.