Runaway
While the boy ran away from the serial killer, blood dripped
from his fresh new cut across his left leg he screamed
in pain. Quickly, he ran in the dark, across the countdown
parking lot a trail of blood followed behind him. Nervously,
he ran through the alley, trying to get away.
He ran down the train way on the train track
and a train was around the corner and then he ran
off the train track but the serial killer decided to stay
on in and !crash! Red as a rose pure blood splattered
everywhere and all on his face and ripped clothes. He
walked the lonely and quiet street’s back home and said
what a day. There I go back home.
from his fresh new cut across his left leg he screamed
in pain. Quickly, he ran in the dark, across the countdown
parking lot a trail of blood followed behind him. Nervously,
he ran through the alley, trying to get away.
He ran down the train way on the train track
and a train was around the corner and then he ran
off the train track but the serial killer decided to stay
on in and !crash! Red as a rose pure blood splattered
everywhere and all on his face and ripped clothes. He
walked the lonely and quiet street’s back home and said
what a day. There I go back home.
Hi Shanaya!
ReplyDeleteI like your short paragraph!.
I like the topic also you should make a big story about this!
Thank you and I might do it but I will remember for when I do.
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