Gothic Horror Openings - Year 7 - 2017 | Page 7

through a crowd of people whose lives were going to be taken away from them. People were stepping aside for me, creating a clear, direct path for me to dart through. I was a bullet soaring through the air.“ After him!” she screeched. They’ re never going to catch up with me! I’ ve got a massive head start,” I thought to myself. Luckily, fate was on my side today because I managed to sprint away from that hated, deadly town square and reach a place far away from there, somewhere they’ d never find me. Well, hopefully …
Fear coiled around me, forcing me into a tight, binding grasp. Were they still on my tail? Quickly, I took a glance behind me; I let out a colossal sigh of relief. They weren’ t there anymore.“ Where am I?” I murmured. All around me were wheat plants that were up to my shoulders.“ Nowhere, I guess,” I muttered to myself. Out of the corner of my eye, I could just make out a silhouette of a house which looked like it could make a suitable shelter for a night or two. Suddenly aware of the night falling upon the silent earth like a blanket, I decided that this house was my only hope. While I was pacing up to the door of the house, I realised how barren and abandoned it seemed. Even though houses probably don’ t have feelings, this one looked like it would be lonely and lost. With all of courage, I stepped in. That was when I saw it.