A writing assignment, from one of the kids.

The Creature
By Brendan Petorak

I could here the crunching of twigs and falling branches, my breath growing heavier and heavier and my heart beating faster and faster. The shadow of the mysterious creature's breath is visible through the wall of the tent in the cold dark night. The shape of creature looked like many tubes coming out of a mannish figure.

I was wishing it was a dream but it felt too real. I could feel the breeze through the tent, making my golden brown hair fall into my face. My annoying little brother was still asleep on the far side of the tent. My teeth were chattering like a helicopter. My dog started to whine and growl, her tail in between her legs but here teeth showing like a wolf.

The creature started to walk closer. It touched the tent. I went trough my suitcase and found my paint ball gun. The creature was so large; I could see its shadow loom over the entire tent. I put paint balls in the canister and took aim at the creature that was now ripping open the tent.

I felt like my heart was about to come right out of my chest as I saw it eyes. They were as red as the depths of hell, peering back at me through the hole he had just made. Then, suddenly, it was like I woke up from a dream. The bad thing was, I woke up in my tent with my paint ball gun in my hands, my dog was hanging from the creature’s forearm, and my brother was awake but he was crying. And for some reason my arm was now bleeding. The pain from my arm was almost unbearable. It was still dark out, I aimed at the creature’s eyes once more, but I missed and got it in the throat.

It started to suffocate, so my brother, my dog and I ran to the car. The dog got in first, my brother second, and I closed the door and started the car. We started to drive down the narrow logging road. It was probably 4:00am now. I herd several thunderous steps from the forest in front of us. There was more than just one creature. They started yelling loud enough to shatter the glass all over the car, and shake the trees.

I drove as fast as I could to the nearest town, passing several suspicious military vehicles along the way. I didn’t look back.

THE END :)

(… or is it just the beginning…???)