Trees were falling, the ground was shaking, and all 10 year old Cindy Carmen could do was watch. Cindy had gotten separated from her group only fifteen minutes before. She was scared out of her wits. Four more trees fell making a barrier around her. At first Cindy thought the trees were trying to protect her. After a few more trees fell, she realized it was quite the opposite. The trees were making a cage around her! Slowly but surely, the cage was complete. "You have walked right into my trap, haven't you." A deep, dark, voice rumbled, making Cindy tremble in fear. Then, out of the dark, she saw a silhouette of a figure. But then Cindy realized that the voice was coming from that man. Cindy woke with a start. She sat bolt upright in bed. "It was all a dream."She quietly whispered to herself. Then, she went back to sleep. Without any nightmares this time!
Nightmare in the Woods
Trees were falling, the ground was shaking, and all 10 year old Cindy Carmen could do was watch. Cindy had gotten separated from her group only fifteen minutes before. She was scared out of her wits. Four more trees fell making a barrier around her. At first Cindy thought the trees were trying to protect her. After a few more trees fell, she realized it was quite the opposite. The trees were making a cage around her! Slowly but surely, the cage was complete. "You have walked right into my trap, haven't you." A deep, dark, voice rumbled, making Cindy tremble in fear. Then, out of the dark, she saw a silhouette of a figure. But then Cindy realized that the voice was coming from that man. Cindy woke with a start. She sat bolt upright in bed. "It was all a dream."She quietly whispered to herself. Then, she went back to sleep. Without any nightmares this time!
More by slothinator
-
I LOVE YOU
In all your sadness and glory, wins and losses
Let me be there
Own the fact I will be here forever
Very much attached to your side
Even when you wish me gone
Your light will always guide my ship
-
Human/Alien/Support
Human- “What is this crazy alien, with one eye and an antennae? I don’t want them here. This is my home.”
-
Dance of the Polar Bear
Late at night, my igloo is cozy and warm, unlike the Artic outside. Grandmum tucks me into bed, but doesn't leave just yet. She takes a seat on the edge of my bed, and prepares her story telling voice.
Comments
Log in or register to post comments.