The Fox ( Inaudible Noises )

He opened the safe and it had gone. No one had the code. Who could have opened it?

I turned around once again, only this time I saw a dark figure.I tried to yell for help but nothing came out. I was frozen. Time stopped for a moment as I tried to figure out what to do. “RUN!” said the dark figure.. I did what it said afraid of what it might do. This time I was running for my life. Knowing I wasn’t fast enough the dark figure was right in front of me. The figure had distinctive blue eyes like the color of the ocean, only there was darkness inside. So afraid I ran the other as fast as possible. The figure disappeared and I was very lost. Finding my way back to the trail I felt a hand on my shoulder. I screamed and this time a blood curdling scream came out.

“You won’t have to worry about him either,” she said in a soothing voice. She looked like she wanted to laugh but carefully controlled herself from doing so.

One early morning it was bright and sunny, I was lost I must have slept walked a little too far last night. By the way, I am Isabelle the goat and i’m the runt of my herd, which involves five of us. There is three girls and two boys that Is including me. I try to find my way back to my home, I have no clue which way to go so I’m just going to start walking in one direction to see if I can find someone for help. About eight miles later I seen this massive thing, I have never seen anything like it before.

To the right of me, the lifeless street was lined up with parked cars that intensely watched your every movement like a predator watching its prey, waiting for the right moment to take its life. On my left were houses, apartments, and businesses that are packed together like little deceased sardines that just stare at you with their unblinking eyes; which are packed together in a small tin can. I stopped in my tracks as a silhouette jumped out of the shadows and into my path. Standing before me was a creature. Odd? I raised an eyebrow at the creature that was four times larger, then the average gray wolf. Its fur mimicked that of

The dark, cloudy night approached covering the town of Kingsville. The young girl, Kyara, coming out of the library after finishing packets of homework, stood outside the parking lot waiting for the arrival of her parents. It was midnight and her parents are taking longer than usual. Kyara looked around to see if anyone seemed to be present and she felt a presence of something to be nonexistent. The presence felt stronger and stronger each minute that passed and Kyara became to feel uncomfortable. The wind blew and made a whistle which made her get chills. All of a sudden she heard a voice far away. She turned to see and became surprised of such sight.

Under the rising sun in Grant Park, I bent down into a calf stretch, reminding me once again I’d forgotten to put underwear on. I’d gotten to bed just a few hours earlier after spending a night out with Mia at a new club, Z’s, only to wake up after falling from my bed onto the floor, terror seizing my breath while blood rushed through my ears and my heart galloped out of my chest. It’d taken a few heart-stopping minutes to realize it’d only been a nightmare. I couldn’t remember much other than the primal fear of being chased by a beast with a desire to rip out my throat as I screamed for my life, and then relief at being saved by a man in black. It’d left me unsettled enough I couldn’t go back to sleep, so here I was. At six in the morning. Apparently trying to run off my dream.

“What’s this?” the fox said as it rolled the marble around where the rabbit was before. “It’s like the sky.” It quickly ran away in the woods when it heard someone walking around.

3:40 am, I had awoken, sweating from anxiety, but somehow shivering. My shoulders especially, were cold to the touch. I had walked to the window sill in my sleep again, which had made it the third time that week. When I looked down, I saw blood and froze; it was Kitty. She let out another scream, and I realized it was her voice whom I heard crying, not my own. I was not dreaming anymore. How could I be so ignorant? My head told me to run to the phone, but my body froze, I was weak from shock by both my own night terror, and Kitty’s forsaken body. I swear, I told my mind to move a thousand times; fear had paralyzed me.

As the snow fell from the white sky and the wind howled out it’s name. I met into the eyes of a stranger that I’ve never seen before. As we stared longer than our heart’s content, it then vanished into thin air. I never saw his face again. The hours passed through like it was just seconds ago. I’m still daydreaming, that soon came to an end.

It all begun when I strolled down a main street into an obsolete gas station and felt that it was somehow eerie, eerie to the queerness of having a shadow dart in front of me and disappear as fast as it emerged. I was roughly two blocks away back home when I suddenly got hit by a stiff object on the back of my head. I fell to the ground, unable to breathe evenly anymore. I gasped for air, but that didn’t seem enough. Whoever was after me was undistinguishable, I tried to gaze around but there wasn’t anything to be seen, just the sound of footsteps impending to where I stay still. I considered dashing to the nearest doorbell to seek succor, but the voice in my head overcame the sound of my fiercely throbbing heart that echoed within my ears,

“Ah ha!” I said, realizing my phone was placed in my pocket! “NO! Oh no! My phone is dead! Oh no!” There was nothing I could do except pick a route and continue on it. I started walking through the trees. I took a few turns, just to keep it even. The sun was setting. I couldn’t stop thinking of the pictures I saw on the internet. It was so beautiful! This was starting to seem less beautiful and more dangerously terrifying. The night began to deepen and the nightly noises were coming. There were wolves howling, and bears growling! It couldn’t become much worse. At least that’s what I thought. I then stepped in a puddle of mud and squashed a pile of what I hoped was berries. I heard something in the bushes. I-it w-w-was a b-b-b-bear! I ran as fast as I had ever moved in my entire existence. I was about to be eaten by a growling, starving...brown bear? Wait a minute, I thought as I was sprinting to my death, Brown bears don’t live in Minnesota. What is one doing in the middle of Voyageurs Park? Just then I ran into the lake. “At last!” I said, “The lake to the hotel!” I swam as fast as I could and to my surprise, all the lights appeared to be on. On a normal day I would have turned them off, but maybe I forgot. The bear was still chasing me so I ran inside and petrified to turn back, I didn’t close the door. I just ran up to my room and when I got inside, there was a muffled shuffling from the corner of the room. I figured a squirrel got into my room (again!). I began to walk over to it with a pillow. As I was ready to strike it, the lights turned on. “SURPRISE!” everyone cheered. “Did we fool you?” one man with a black suit asked. He had a microphone in hand, which I didn’t understand. “Um...y-ya I reckon you did.” What was going on? Was this another antic? I thought. Well it had turned out that I was picked to be on a

I sleep horribly. It’s outrageous to think that someone would be stalking me, but the preposterous idea continues to circle around my mind. Any time I’m able to fall asleep, nothing but vivid visions of the story fill my dreams. I wake up sweating and panicked. As I rise to get a cup of water, I notice a figure in my window. I blink, incredulous to what I am seeing. The tall, dark figure shifts to run away. I scream as loud as possible and race to my car. I get in as I see the figure approaching. Quickly, I start the car and drive as far away from the apartment as humanly possible. I scream and cry the entire way to my destination—my best friend, Maya’s house.

Trudging along the cobblestone path I feel eyes watching my every move, following me as I walked along side a man I just met. Trying not to look down every alleyway as my imagination runs wild with fear of what, or rather who could be lurking in the shadows. I keep my eyes forward in the hope that we’ll soon be out of the dark. A large shadow grows beneath the low light of a street lamp up ahead; uncertain of its cause my body is consumed by apprehension. Focusing on the clicking of my heels as we near the shadow I proceed with caution, dashing past the alley, turning only to see a large rodent scamper across Tom’s foot. “Hey, you alright?” In my alarmed disposition Tom’s voice gave me comfort “Uh yeah i’m fine, I just thought it was going to be something else.”Hearing the shakiness in my tone Tom stops, turning to me he slides off his shearling coat offering it to me with the kindest of smiles. Not taking no for an answer, he drapes the coat over my numb shoulders.

     The escape goes off like it has numerous times in the past. I watch TV until Mom and Dad go to bed then about 10:15 I go outside to smoke and stay until 10:45. If Mom and Dad haven’t noticed my absence by now they won’t. I walk to Martin’s house.