Frankenstein Narrative

The slick black finish of the car's exterior reflected the flickering flashes of the raging storm. As the vehicle came to a rushing stop, the roaring thunder ferociously covered up the screaming screeches of the tires. Quickly ripping my dream into shreds and pulling my conscious mind back to reality. The hard-rustic metals of the car doors smash together, creating a loud thud as I gaze upon the warm colors of my mother's soft silk scarf as she rushes into the house. I sit there, with my eyes still halfway shut, completely dumbfounded, still trying to figure out what was going on. I quickly glanced out the foggy tinted window to see a shadowy figure staring right back at me. I suddenly get filled with the sense of urgency to get inside before …show more content…
Knocking me into the side of the car causing me to tumble over onto my knees. Next thing I knew I heard a swoosh of air heading directly at me. I had no time to react before I felt strong, sharp talons of a creature's hand digging into my shoulder. My heart starts to sink into the epitome of all things that are fearful. My body seemingly reacted by itself twisting and turning on the hard-wet concrete. All the violent struggling made the vile creature lose its tight hold. I knew this would be my only opportunity to get away. I swiftly jump to my feet, without a second's delay, sprinting as fast as I could towards the house. My steps were imitating the lightning bolts, causing iridescent little water droplets to fly everywhere. As I got closer to my home, I sharply peak back to see glowing neon eyes and knifelike talons right behind my head. I turn again and notice the dark brass doorknob starting to turn into the locked position. Chilling thoughts began to crowd my head. I begin to scream bloody murder for someone to open the door, but no one did. Suddenly I reach the tall black door, frantically pounding it trying to get someone to open it for me. I turn to see what was chasing