I chose the image: No time for shoes. It was kinda creepy and I really like to write about that kind of stuff. It's probably not my best work but I thought it was okay.
No time for shoes
We were in a hurry, There was no time for shoes. Walking through a dark forest at night, the mist glistened in the early moonlight. I grabbed my little sisters hand and picked her teddy off
the ground. We had to find a way to get home soon, we needed to hurry before he came; the
one in my dreams I mean. My little sister was shaking, we were cold and afraid.
My little sister knew of the demon following me in my dreams, the teddy bear always scared
me too, it’s lifeless eyes stared into my soul every time I looked at it. We carried on, crows
laughed
laughed
and fluttered through the cold branches.
I felt something move behind us. I didn’t want to turn back, I didn’t want to see him at the
moment, I also didn’t want my little sister to worry, he was still behind us following us for a
moment, I also didn’t want my little sister to worry, he was still behind us following us for a
few more hours . It was getting scary out in the forest. The sun was still asleep letting the
moon shine throughout the seemingly everlasting night. I dropped the teddy. And I felt
something else grab my hand. I froze pulling my sister back all of a sudden
something else grab my hand. I froze pulling my sister back all of a sudden
“What’s wrong?” she asked looking up at me, “Wha-” her voice cut off as she looked above
my ghostly pale head and to the tall shadowy figure standing beside us, eyes
glowing in the night.
“STOP FOLLOWING US” I screamed out.
The demon faded into dust and drifted off with the wind. Leaving no trace of its existence.
I was so shaken, I could tell my sister was too, eyes wide open she took the tiniest step forward.
Then I realized something, the bear was gone. It wasn’t in my hand,
Then I realized something, the bear was gone. It wasn’t in my hand,
it wasn’t on the ground where it was dropped. Then a rustle came from the bushes. I was too scared to go look, I could tell my sister was as well.
That was my story, What did you think of it? Do you have any feedback for me? like what I
could do better or something. yeah.
could do better or something. yeah.
Hi Piper, it's me, Aysha.
ReplyDeleteI enjoyed reading your story as I found the plot interesting about the young boy and his little sister. Perhaps next time re-read it to make sure you didn't miss anything grammar or punctuation wise, as well as using different beginning for your sentences. Apart from that, I enjoyed reading your writing and hope to see some more of your writing on your blog.