Rain fell harder than it ever have before. Lightning illuminated the sky and thunder rolled, it really did seem like the world was crashing down around him. Ponyboy took a deep breath and glanced behind himself to make sure that no one was following him. He ran swiftly, he hadn't realized how late it was until the moon was peeking over the horizon. He rushed towards his house, tumbling over branches and stones.
"Calm down. Breathe" Ponyboy whispered to himself, trying to calm himself down, but the growing uneasiness that was flaring up in the pit of his stomach told him that it wouldn't be long until what ever it was chasing him, caught up.
Ponyboy took one wobbly step and pulled the door open that leads to his home. He closes his fingers tightly around the handle as pain over took him. One deep, shaky breath, he rocks his body backwards, everything tensing through the ache of exhaustion, not an inch anywhere on him that doesn't feel some sort of burning pain. He finally cries out and falls face-first on the hard wooden boards. He can feel the pain intensifying; a pain so sharp it paralyzes him for a moment of time. He pulls himself off of the ground, moving his eyes towards the window, the creature rushing towards him Ponyboy gasped, stopping dead in his tracks. His breath catches in his throat and chills shoot up his spine. Moving in the darkness, he sees them, three lone figures moving towards him. He takes one step backwards and trips in his rush to get away. He moves the rest of the way back in a crab walk, trying to get as far away as possible from the door.
"Stay away!" He yells as he rushes to his feet. He tries the lock on the door, but it automatically fall apart due to lack of care.
The door is forced open and Ponyboy stands in front of his friends and brothers, worry written on their faces. He glances towards the window. The shadows had finally vanished. He could finally rest.