I don't want to be murdered here, and please don't tell me it flat out sucks! I would like nice, constructive criticism.
I'm 13, and this is the first chapter out of my book, its all I have so far though. So be honest but don't batter me please.
The wind whistled by my shivering body as I made my way through the bushes that now irritated my skin as I walked by. Brushing teasingly against my bare ankles in agonising torment. Accompanying the bushes, were thorns. Which now I realise must have already done a number on my skin.
Around me, was a huge mass of trees, shadowed together with the night making an illusion of a cage. I looked around in distress; it was not like me to go out wandering the night. I do not even know how I got here. As I continued walking aimlessly in unknown directions, I noticed that the trees were getting tighter together. Almost as if wherever I was, I was not intended to escape.
It was sunset I could tell, a pure orangey colour peaking through the trees above me. It was nice that there was something to provide comfort. The full blow of night would be approaching soon. Before I looked up and seen the sunset I would have thought it was night already.
However, something besides the band of trees unsettled me. Something that quickened the pace of both my walking speed, and my pulse. I could feel it in my bones. Something that made my heart race a thousand beats a minute.
Soon I had one certain conclusion. Someone was fast approaching. It was racing through the forest at an unnatural speed. Cutting through the vines and whatever blocked their way. There was more than one of them too, and they were not too keen on a friendly greeting.
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