I was running, running as fast as I could, but knew I wouldn't make it. I was running for my life. Tree roots everywhere I stepped, branches crunching under my feet. The trees were swaying in the evening breeze. I ran in to a clearing. I didn't know where I was going but I had to keep running, if I stopped I was dead. Leaves rustled behind me.
My heart beat faster. They've found me .I was running faster than I had ever before in my life. My lungs were burning. Whoever they were they were catching up fast. They were right behind me I tripped over a tree root, I scrambled to get up .I had to stay in front. I fell over once again only this time I was sure I wouldn't be getting up this time. I was going to be killed. I turned to the thing that would end my life. But I was not going to go down without a fight.
This is a fight I must not lose. I will not. I will fight till my last breath. I will fight until the light fades from my eyes. I felt myself getting pulled off the ground by my tangled red hair. I screamed out. I turned to see who had pulled me off the ground. It wasn't a "who it was", It was an an "it". An innocent boy or so I thought. He looked around sixteen. But the thing that caught my eye wasn't his good looks it was his teeth. They weren't teeth they were fangs. He must be a vampire. Its eyes were red. I was a goner.
That's what I Kaala nightingale thought would be the last thing I'd ever see.
