The Stillness
It was
freezing.
I was shivering even in my coat.
Whistling wind stabbed maliciously through Autumn air.
Trees danced dangerously in the lonely
moonlight…
Until I saw It.
Everything
became still.
I ran.
I ran until I could run no more.
It got me…
And It will get you too…
Ava
Year 7
Year 7
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