Okay, so I'm way to tired to write a full chapter, but I really don't want to forget this. I guess you could call this like a little prologue type thing. Well, I hope you like it. Please review.
My eyes stung with tears. I could barely open them, they seemed to be swollen shut. I could feel my eye starting to swell, but the pain was starting to dull. I could feel myself starting to bleed all over and my ripped clothes held little protection against the cold wind that September night. I lay curled up in a dark alley, replaying the events that had unfolded twenty minutes ago over and over again. All I could see were his icy eyes and sharp teeth. I could hear his voice taunting me as he began the torture.
I stood up slowly, bracing myself against the brick wall. I felt dirty. So...taken. I tried to smooth out was was left of my skirt, but it was so blood soaked there was no covering up what had happened. I held my sweater close to me as I rushed toward my house. I could feel my knees weakening under me and I knew then I wouldn't make it home. I made it as far as I could, forcing myself to at least make it to the only house on the block with the lights on. I made it to the front porch but I couldn't make it up the step. I was paralyzed with both fear and pain, and the ground suddenly became closer to me.