Beastly Creature; Blog 3

“…Boom…” that’s the sound I heard from my bedroom that dark, and cold Saturday night. I was home alone, lying on the couch, lights off, with my pink and grey sweat pant suit on watching Criminal Minds; I had the television high enough to distract me but, low enough to hear anything suspicious. But this noise was so loud, I’m sure the neighbors heard it; it was so loud and excruciating that my ears burned from the sound, it was something I had never heard before. I contemplated on whether I should go check on it or immediately call someone. My instincts told me to check, I hopped off the couch and grabbed the closest, sharpest object I could find; a knife from the kitchen and crept my way up the stairwell. What was once 12 steps seemed like now 5. As I lurked up the stairs I saw a something I had never seen before. It was like something out of the wild, something straight un-real. It was tall, with big red eyes like a vampire, it had long hairy arms like some wild beast and it just stared at me with those big red eyes. It smelled like death, like some foreign animal had just gone to my room and died. I suddenly had no sense of connection to what I had just seen. Instead of trying to fight this beast I ran downstairs and just as I got to almost the last step, I tripped. This beastly creature had grabbed my pants they ripped in half; my ankle was completely sore, and pounding with pain. My pants were ripped in half and my mouth was drenched with blood from the fall. The creature wallowed over me and just breathed, breathed with a vengeance. As if I had betrayed it or hurt it, it growled and barked like a dog at me I just lied there and didn’t move, maybe it wouldn’t notice me. Just as I thought my life was over, out of nowhere I see another beast trampling down my stairs, and attacks the original beast as if it was angry with it. I got up and ran, ran like I had never ran before to the closest hiding place I could find, the living room closet. All I heard while sitting there was furniture being torn in 2, loud grunting noises like 2 hungry lions fighting over a piece of meat, than all of sudden silence struck. I slowly opened the closet door, turned on the lights to find blood all over the living room floor, and 2 beastly creatures nowhere in sight. When my parents walked in and I explained to them the whole story and catastrophe that had just struck our home but, nobody believed me.