Short story I wrote for English as a freshman.

Walking through the macabre woods,

I seem to hear the beat of somebody elses footsteps.

Yet as I turn around, it's only me.

Am i going insane?

 

A little faster now, I continue on,

Yet now I can't seem to remember where I'm going,

Tap..Tap..Tap..

I still hear it, why won't it stop?

A slow jog,

Yet my feet don't seem to go fast enough.

Will I die tonight?

 

These tree's all look alike,

Am I running in circles?

Faster now, trying to escape the beat.

It's almost like I can feel breath on my neck..

But who's breath could it be?

 

Tear-filled eyes make it almost impossible to see,

Is that a person, or a tree? God help me please,

I can't see, I can't remember where I am.

What the hell is wrong with me?

 

I've fallen onto my knees,

I feel hands wrap around my neck..

I can't breath, I try to speak, but I can only repeate one word.

"Why..why..why?"

Why me?

 

I woke up with a bright light in my eyes,

Am I dead yet?

 

I look around my room, it's time for school..

Could it be,

Was that all really a dream?

But, why does my throat hurt?

 

Author's Note

Not really great at mystery's, but i got 100% on this (:

Reviews

[Cytosine]

I like it, but there's just one thing: Someone walking through the woods would make more of a crunch than a tap. That is all.

[Snooki]

Amazing :o

[Needy]

I love this.

[Laurenn Isabelle.]

oh big sister, this is good(:
confused my small brain, but I liked it!