The Shadow

It’s dark, I mean a darkness you wouldn’t understand. it was in my basement, this figure, it would stand there smiling like I was its meal. I was not understanding how or why it was there. It was tall, skinny, red eyes with a dark smile. I mean it was evil, I would be scared to go down there. But I never had a choice. my mom would yell at me to go put the clothes to wash and I wasn’t going to tell her some weird figure was down there, like she would believe me.. but any ways enough of that. like i said, it would wait down there in its corner bright red eyes with its devilish smile grinning at me as I walked down each step to the basement. my heart would beat harder and harder as he came closer. it stepped out of its dark corner and  whispered quietly “run, run, here’s shadow.” I ignored it as if he wasn’t real but it got louder as he came closer. I began to sweat, and feel light headed.  he sounds creepy, my heart drops for a moment, realizing there was a dark long hand with sharpened finger tips. it ripped its nails deep into my shoulder leaving ragged holes in my skin as the blood poured out on to the floor leaving me clueless. but it whispered quietly “you should of run boy you should of run.” I tried to run but he grabbed me. he’s got me.. it speaks its name “I am the death the shadow.” and smiles. It says “run, run, here’s shadow.” I rip out of his hold, running as fast as possible to the top stair but he slammed the door shut. I turn around in disbelief. He’s facing towards me. “silly boy I told you run. run here’s shadow” I scream with all I have, “you’re not real you’re a dream.” he yells in a demonic voice, “child you’ve lost the game. your time is up. you should of run from shadow.” he grabbed me and ripped his claws into my arms and pulled me into his shadowy figure. the last thing I remember is “silly boy silly boy you should of ran away from shadow.”