My Personal Monster

Yep, so this is my English Story (or story for English) and I still haven't been able to quit my procrastination drug (now I'm a pro-crastinator ^^)

So here it is-no COPYING YOU LOT!!!!!

My Personal Monster
By Jess

I ran.

My stomach churned as my feet hit the wet pavement. I could sense that it was behind me, though, I could not tell how close it was. I could definitely feel it though, watching….waiting. Waiting for its moment of opportunity.

I lost my footing and stumbled as I glanced backwards over my shoulder. There was no time left now, it was here.

It was a strange creature; strange to a degree that I had never bore witness to before. It had no eyes and yet it could see. It had no feet, but still it could move. There was no mouth on its face, but it could smile. There were no teeth in its mouth, but it could still bite. Never did it inhale, but it could exhale. Never would it talk, but it could growl. Never could it live…and yet, it followed me.

The rain poured down in sheets around me, coursing down my rain jacket and soaking into my runners. My hair whipped into my face, slapping against my cheek as I tried to force may way forwards in the strong head wind. I could not see past my nose for the force of it.

I jumped as the loud ‘crack’ of thunder threw itself through my bones. A moment later, a bolt of lightning struck the ground on the horizon. I heard somebody scream as I ran past an unlit house, their power must have gone out. That reminded me of what had caused this entire mess. This morning I had been in my kitchen making coffee, minding my own business. I was about to turn the kettle on when the lights switched off. ‘It’s just a power cut,’ I thought as I took a deep breath and set my empty mug down on the bench. ‘There’s nothing to worry about, just a power cut.’ I had been terribly afraid of the dark since my older brother locked me in the linen closet when I was five. The fact that I was alone in the house made my fear even worse. I could not rid myself of the uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach until I glanced up at the clock and swore. I was late, terribly late. If I was any later it would be there

I was yanked out of my thoughts when I slipped on the wet curb and fell out into the road. I was afraid that I was about to be run over, but the car that was now behind me stopped abruptly and beeped its horn at me. Quickly, I jumped back onto the pavement and the car shot past me. From the corner of my eye I could see the grey monster edging closer.

I wondered if I would get to my sanctuary in time, my vision was still impaired by the pelting rain and wind. I was about to give up and resign myself to my fate when the rain cleared momentarily. I blinked, and suddenly I could see my sanctuary before me. If only I could get there in time, then I would be safe.

My legs began to cramp as I ran faster, the wet denim of my jeans that clung to my legs did not help at all. I was a few metres away, just a few measly steps, when I heard a growl and a splash behind me. The monster had pulled ahead of me. I panicked as its fetid breath blew back into my face, but it didn’t move.

I hurried forwards as another flash of lightning lit the sky and bounced back off the monster’s silvery skin, the reflections intensity near blinded me. I was right beside it when I paused, one of my feet lifted slightly from the pavement. I was afraid that the monster may decide to growl at me and pull away. I was afraid that when it left, it would leave me lying crushed in the gutter, like a used paper cup.

It considered me for a moment, its bright eyes like headlights in the darkness. I was still sure that it would leave when it sighed and leant to the side, as if it were inviting me towards it. Cautiously I stepped up to it and its warm embrace.

The lights were bright in the monsters interior and the driver looked bored, as if he would rather be anywhere other than where he was at that moment. The windows in the monster were so fogged up that I couldn’t see anything through them unless I looked through a patch that someone else had already cleared. It took me a while, but I eventually found my smartrider and tagged on before I sat down in my usual seat. All of the other passengers looked just as bedraggled as I was.

Maybe everyone had been late for the bus today.

So there it is.....hope that was interesting ^^ Want to comment? Just comment xD I'm going to get a cbox really, really soon! Pwomise.

-Remud-