~I ran through the woods, and every so often glanced behind me to see if he was still there. Each time I looked back I saw him following at a brisk walk behind me, grinning as if to scare away all living things. He had a long 12 inch knife and I was terrified. I ran for ever, I was running out of breath as my legs began to hurt. My foot caught on a root and I fell onto the hard, leaf covered ground. I let out a sharp shriek and I felt the skin of my knees and palms split open. He was getting closer, 10 feet behind. I scrambled to my feet but was a bit disoriented. I couldn’t continue forward, my head hurt and my vision was a tad blurry. I wanted to yell, to disappear, but I couldn’t. All I knew was death was near; he was behind me, grinning and raising his knife. I cried. I fell to the ground again and just stopped everything helplessly. The last thing I heard was his evil laughter and then felt a sharp pain in my heart and everything was black forever.