Behind me I could here the heavy steps of my pursuer, ahead of me lay a blanket of darkness. My legs shook and my head ached. I didn't know what was behind me, but every time I took a breath I heard the footsteps moving closer and closer to me. Suddenly, someone grabbed me by the shoulder. The tough hand scratched my back. The pursuer dragged me as if I were a criminal. I did …showed first 75 words of 1070 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1070 total…accustomed to brightness I saw the man's face. It was my neighbour Mr Smith, and I had always trusted him. The police took me to the ambulance and I was rushed to the hospital. I never saw Mr Black again. Dad told me later that he would be in jail for a very long time. We had our holiday, the house is now ours but I'll never feel comfortable in a small dark place again.