He was running for his life. It was coming. The path which John was running on was endless. The monster's teeth were as sharp as a machete. Its claws clutched down onto the ground viciously. The blood-red eyes of the hideous monster stared at him brutally. It was coming. John didn't dare to look back. It was closing in. 'Run! Run! Run! Run!' the deep voice in his head told him. Even though John was trying his absolute hardest to escape, it wasn't working. It was one inch away. It was a... pink, pretty fairy.
by Aaliyah Ali (11)
Derwentwater Primary School, London
Competition - Once Upon a Time
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