The One who lurks in the forest

(Chapter Four) Running till I have nowhere to go

                 I catch my breath and realize where I am, I start to run faster than ever but the man runs very slow, like he is trying to not burn his stamina, clever, but I am smarter and faster, since I am younger and better fit. Even though if I do try to run, He will catch up, and be the death or me. As I soon look up to cry, it starts to snow. It is beautiful, it is as white as my hair. I stare at the snow with my violet eyes. I look over to see him standing by a tree looking at me, with those dark black eyes, it is like he is not normal, but a demon, well my mother once told me the man could shape shift into your worst nightmare, but demons don't scare me, leaving my family behind and not saving them is my worst nightmare. I try to not be scared and keep calm, I really try to but I can't help but stare at him and he slowly turns into my father, just like him too, dark hair, emerald green eyes, skinny, and tall. I can't believe my eyes it is actually him, but it's not him, its the beast that is trying to kill me. I try to keep control and not run because I know it will trap me and kill me. I run super fast, then look back to see if it was following and I couldn't see it, it was like it disappeared, hopefully it wasnt there, at my house. I run all the way to the house I had hid in.

I try to catch my breath while running to the house I was originally in, I run inside the door that was wide open and see a horrifying scene, my mother on the floor in the pool of her own blood. I scream in shook to what I see and run upstairs and go back into my hiding spot that I was in a few hours ago. I huddle back with my phone that I left, But it is dead. My phone is ice cold like a bag of ice had sat on it for the time I was gone. I try to hold back my tears and stay brave, but I cry and cry till my face was bright red like a tomato. I look over the suitcase that is covering me from getting seen, and what I see is horrifying its my mothers bodie on my carpet and she is still bleeding out. I think he found me, because who else would have moved her up the stairs and into my closet, I think he knows where I am.

I try not to make a sound, and try not to cry some more. I hop down and hop over the railing and run, I am running again, running away from the thing that might kill me. I look back and it wasn't there. Nothing, the trees weren't moving the grass isn't blowing in the wind. I look up to see the clouds aren't moving either. Everything is still but the wind is blowing my white hair, Is this still a dream?

Yea, I know this is shorter than the other ones sorry!