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Wednesday, 22 May 2019

The Encounter By Mark Antony Raines.                                                  Their say being a  teenager is  not easy to be becoming a full flinched adult in this crazy political correctness world.My parents keep on my back to get a steady job ,settle down with a nice girl and perhaps giving them grandchildren one day .I just walk off in a mood and mutter under my breath for fruity words.Before I realise I have gone deeper in go The woods .I do not know if you have ever walked alone at night when The night is still and noise is amplified as no other noise to cancel it out,your heart beat begins to race,it getting faster becoming like a racing driver,you feel The primal urge instilled by your ancient ancestors to fight or flight.Then I heard a strange  grunt howling that echoes around the trees.I am about to get ready my body to run as fast as I can when I see from the corner of my eye a blonde long hair,blue steel eyes ,hourglass figure of a girl walking towards me wearing just a t shirt and jeans and making that look sexy.She walks up to me in a cat  walk style of walk,and she then speaks to me (I am lost and afraid for I heard a strange grunt howling echoing around the woods so I ran then I saw you,we could help each other find out way out)I liked this idea for although I hated to admit it I was missing my dysfunctional family.I replied with a nervous in my words(yes I agree we can go back to my family )The girl smiled so we walked together for awhile in an e erie silence until we heard a little voice from behind cry out (Mommy)
.  “Mommy?” I turn to look back at the child behind the voice calling for her mum,what I saw was not a child but a fur covered little creature walking upright on what seemed to be hind back legs.I turn back to the girl and I am glued to the spot in terrifying fright as I see the girl arms begin to twist,her ankles popping,her head stretches ,fangs form,she is covered in hair on all fours ,then this creature stands upright,full moonlight beams through the trees .The beast leaps upon me I am ripped apart piece by piece,red sickly sweet blood gushing from my body,I am losing conscious I feel my myself ready for my grisly demise,the last words I hear come from the smaller version of this beast (Thank you Mommy for my tea)The End.

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