He stood a few feet away. He was tall and mysterious and I could see the glint of his eyes- they were a purple shimmer. Through the liquid that was enveloping me."Help", I released a bloodcurdiling scream, "Help", and again.
Finally the liquid covered my head, stung my eyes and filled my mouth, it tasted... different- in a good way. Like... blood. Eww but yum. I would tell myself that Im going insane but I have much bigger problems.
"Ahhh" I screamed waking up in a cold sweat, hugging myself to keep snug. One of those dreams again. That guy again.
Another blood bath- Im never going to take these for granted.
My alarm blared and I jumped. Time for another day of school. I glared out of my window; out onto the street. A tall figure wearing my school uniform was walking down the street spotted me and glared up. I dropped to the ground and slowly stood up. He was still there looking straight at me. This time I held his stare examining his face. He had a pointy noise,
innocent lips and purple eyes. Wait pur... purp...purple eyes. I gasped and held my hand up to my mouth to cover the gob that hung open. He noticed that I had seen them, he put his head down and continued to walk.
I still couldn't believe it. Could he be the one that didnt help. The one who- repeatedly- stood still and said nothing. The one from my dreaded dreams...