Hi guys, Long time no read! I've been very busy to publish so I just found on of my old crappy poem/stories, and... here it is!
Through the darkness pushing away branches as I swiftly and silently run. Where I am going I can not say, and what I am running the answer is the same, and whom I may be should also stay a mystery for the safety of me and for you, a mystery.
I slow down listening around me, I only hear the heavy sounds of my breath. I feel the warmth of my chest and feel my heart racing like a horse sprinting through a meadow, BUMP BUMP, BUMP BUMP. I feel the ground and close my eyes. Foot steps near. I whistper out loud "Hello..."
I turn around quickly, and grabbed the beast by the neck and picked him up so that his feet were dangling. It struggled trying to pry my fingers off. I tighten my grip. It started to go faint from the lack of oxygen. I then broke his neck and through his body on the ground. Humans think they know everything, but do they really? I bent down to finish of my victim. Do they really?