A very scary story by Katie

A shrill cry echoed from the distance and she knew she had to get out of there, take the body and finish the deed that she so carelessly agreed to. What if somebody spotted her? What if he was the wrong person? Would her throat be slit and her blood wasted, that is what she had done to the innocent victim. All she knew was her master wanted a boy, a boy who walked through the forest at twilight, a boy with the perfect blood. She pulled out her small glass tube and held it to his broken neck: she needed the blood for her quest. After she had collected five drops she threw the corpse into the mist and the trees, closed up the bottle tightly: not one drop could be spared.

Weaving in and out of the trees she sprinted as fast as she could and above her lighting stuck and thunder cracked, she knew it had been too late. hadn’t it? Faster and Faster she went, ducking under the branches, jumping over the roots that lay there waiting to trip her up. Suddenly she stopped; it wasn't just her there. Footsteps came from behind her and rustling in the bushes in front. “Hello?” she shouted “ Who is there?” but nobody or nothing answered. The rustling grew louder and louder and soon was right behind her. A cold dagger pushed up against her back “Goodbye” said a low voice….