The cold harsh wind slashed at my face as I rushed blindly forward, the woods surrounding me seem to be closing in. The colors of the sunset paint the sky in beautiful, reds, pinks and purples. Normally it would be a peaceful day. But the everlasting chill trickling down my spine was enough to tell me I wasn't welcome here.
A sharp crack came from behind me, whirling around my fists up by my face prepared to defend myself. out of the shadows a huge black wolf emerged. it's fangs glinting with blood from it's last prey.
It's eyes glowed with fury and hatred. It stalked forward.. with each step it took I took a step back. The rough bark of a tree pressed up against my back, I had know where to go, know where to run, I was pinned.
The wolf snarled bits of blood flicked off its muzzle. It growled, deep and menacing. My bones seemed to vibrate, and my heart began to beat spareaticly. With know where to turn, I closed my eyes... just as the wolf lept. Then there was only darkness. That was my fate...
Brandy Boomgaarden
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