The Road Ahead

But no matter for how long time I kept walking, I still couldn’t think of anything else. I couldn’t think of anything else than what I just had seen. We were just driving quietly and calm down the road, when it attacked us. I couldn’t see what it was or where it was going, but I now that I have to get away from it quickly. So I kept running down the lonely dessert road, when I heard someone or something make a terrible noise. I started to run again, but this time I ran just as fast as I could. I didn’t want to get caught of that big and dreadful thing. I kept getting flashbacks of my meet with the “thing”. I was beginning to get tired from all the running, so I agreed with myself that I could slow down a bit. But I was still afraid for that I will attack me. Maybe it could come up from the ground, or maybe it will come running with 100 kilometers per hour. But out of nowhere I saw a farm. It was maybe three or four kilometers away, but at the time that was my goal for the day. But again I started to think at the monster that maybe was following me. I should have taking my car with my, even do there was a flat tire and no windshield on. Nut it was also covered on blood, not just from me but also from my brother. My memory started to get clearer. It was an animal slightly bigger than a human that had attacked us. It came up from the well in the middle of the village. I was so afraid bur at the same time so sad. Because what had happened to my brother and my dad. They got out of my sight, just when the monster attacked us. I saw my dad get bid be the monster but I couldn’t see if he survived. He got bid in his back. My brother tried to escape into a house but it was locked, so he went back to the car when the animal attacked the car. He tried to drive into it but it dodged the car, and flipped it so it rolled a couple of rounds, and land on its wheels. My brother tried to get out of it, but just when he was out of the car the monster hit him. He flew back and hit a brick wall. Now the monster was trying to get hold of me and kill me. I have never been so afraid in my live as I was there. Quickly I started to run but the monster ran after me. About 400 meters after I had started running, the monster still haven’t got a hold of my. It started to get tired and slew down. Now was my chance to come out of this alive. Right from the first time I saw the monster, I had decided that if I would have a chance to run away I will do it. Maybe I felt a little like a coward, but that was my choice and I decided to do that. All the sudden I was at the farm, so I hurried up to the front door to ring the bell. It toke a few minutes before an old man opened the door. He immediately asked why I had blood on my. So I told him everything about the monster, I also told him that my brother and my dad still was in the village, where the monster attacked us. The farmer let me in and quickly looked the door afterwards. He told me that it was not the first time, they have hat I visit from the monster, but that they hoped that this would be the last one. Suddenly my mobile phone started to ting, it was my brother. He said that he was in a safe place in the village now but that he didn’t think that dad would make it out alive, I started to cry a bit and asked how he was doing, and he was a bit hurt. So the monster had probably killed my father and it had hurt my brother. The farmer and I turned on the television, to see what they had to say about it in the news. They said that the military was beginning to bomb it now, they also said that 42 persons had been killed by the monster. I was scared, it could only be my dad that was one of the killed. Suddenly there came breaking news on the television. 294 people had now been killed by the monster. I was chocked, it had gone wild. The government said on the news that they would bomb the village, and destroy the village and the monster, the also said that it would happen in about five minutes. I called my brother and told him to get out of the village, as fast as he could. But just when he picked up the phone a hurt the explosion, he was gone now and my dad to. I started crying and started praying that this was a dream, but it wasn’t. Now I had to get back to my hometown, to tell my family about the horrible news. I stayed with the farmer for a few days, before he took me to the airport, so I could take a plane home. I kept thinking about why we toke on a vacation here. And of course it was me that decided our vacation place.