Thank you guys. I try so hard to make my story as beautifully woven as a professional writer's work. Thank you all so much (even redpowderbottle, although I am definitely not looking for critism, I can get writing tips from reading books.)
The darkness has surrounded me like a cloud, dark and soft and warm. I wander about, trying to find a way out, to find light. The last time the darkness was like this was when... Was when... Deathreaper came. Here he comes...
Ripping through the darkness as if it were a cloud, Deathreaper presents himself. I'm shrinking... Down, down, down, 'til I am as small as a kit. I run, knowing that if he catches me I shall surely die. My chest and lungs hurt, but I must run. The darkness has become a moonlit path in the forest, like the first time. Oh, it burns, it burns! But, but... I can't stop now. He's there, right at my heels. I put on a sudden burst of speed, hoping to lose him. Can't..take..it anymore. I flop down on my side, trying to catch my breath, wishing everything would stop burning. I don't care anymore, I just wish it wouldn't burn. Deathreaper closes in for the kill...
"Ahhh!" I wake up, heart pounding. I look outside the den. Blood-red eyes stare back at me...