Long Purple Teeth
In the darkness, all I could see of the creature were its glowing tentacles, sparkling eyes, and long purple teeth. I stood unwillingly on the small patch of dead, faded grass, cornered by two walls. The walls, made of thick cement, began to feel like they were caving in on me. My eyes shifted to see what could have been a door behind the creature. It was the only way out.
The eight-foot-tall creature stood hovering over me. It opened its mouth, revealing all of its gruesome purple teeth. The monster’s voice screeched and giggled when my jaw nearly dropped to the floor. I began to scream, but the monster’s tremendous hand covered my mouth. For a moment, I thought about biting the creature’s dry and cracked skin in an attempt to escape but quickly thought otherwise. I began to think; is this a nightmare? When I was a child, I suffered from night terrors. Could this be another one? …show more content…
The creature found this amusing. I began to back away for a split second and ran into the wall. My heart rate continued to race as I shivered in terror. I slapped myself again, and again. The creature caught on to what I was attempting to do. It squealed and leaned over me. I felt uneasy and nauseous. I took one last deep breath and prepared to do what I thought was the last resort when the cement ceiling stopped caving in. A crack of sunlight peered through the small opening. The creature looked confused. It looked up into the light and the creature’s big, glossy eyes became inflamed and
In the darkness, all I could see of the creature were its glowing tentacles, sparkling eyes, and long purple teeth. I stood unwillingly on the small patch of dead, faded grass, cornered by two walls. The walls, made of thick cement, began to feel like they were caving in on me. My eyes shifted to see what could have been a door behind the creature. It was the only way out.
The eight-foot-tall creature stood hovering over me. It opened its mouth, revealing all of its gruesome purple teeth. The monster’s voice screeched and giggled when my jaw nearly dropped to the floor. I began to scream, but the monster’s tremendous hand covered my mouth. For a moment, I thought about biting the creature’s dry and cracked skin in an attempt to escape but quickly thought otherwise. I began to think; is this a nightmare? When I was a child, I suffered from night terrors. Could this be another one? …show more content…
The creature found this amusing. I began to back away for a split second and ran into the wall. My heart rate continued to race as I shivered in terror. I slapped myself again, and again. The creature caught on to what I was attempting to do. It squealed and leaned over me. I felt uneasy and nauseous. I took one last deep breath and prepared to do what I thought was the last resort when the cement ceiling stopped caving in. A crack of sunlight peered through the small opening. The creature looked confused. It looked up into the light and the creature’s big, glossy eyes became inflamed and