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

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