It was a stormy night. I was on my way home alone. It was quiet, very quiet. I had started to question why every single house was dark, lights off, curtains drawn. I didn’t think much of it because it was 1 o’clock in the morning, but I would soon find out why the neighborhood was so dark.
I saw a dark figure in the distance. I thought it was just another person walking, but then the figure raced at me. And that’s when I knew I should run.
I dashed to my house faster then I had ever run. But the dark figure was just too quick. As I was approaching my house I tripped over a stone in my garden. That let the figure catch right up. It let a vicious glare at me.
I closed my eyes and everything went black…