Horror story

The rain is falling. i feel it on my skin. The leaves crash under my feet's. It's a dark afternoon. And I can weakly sense the moon behind the tall trees. I am walking through the forest. Suddenly a wind passes through the woods. i feel a cold felling dawn on my back. It spreads all around in my body. My body freeze down and I can't move. The fear float in my blood. It floods out in every single hook in my body. Then i hear a owl weeping. I feel haw my body came to live and I run. Run like I ever have done before. Suddenly I fell something string under my left food. My feet´s come under it and I fall. All the air flies out of my lungs, and I cant bread. I lie on the ground. Scary and alone. my hart cans so high that I'm sure that everybody on a mil around can hire it. Slowly i stand up again. I sit down and put my fingers into the darkness. I feel something strange on my fingertips. I take it up and put it into the front on my face. It is a candlestick. Not one of this new ones, but an old ang beautiful one. I turn it around a look at the backside. There are some letters, but it is to dark to read. Suddenly I hear a stick break behind my back. Slowly I turn around. In a beam of light, from the moon a gap is standing. With white lightning bones and with big black holes as eyes. But it feels like the holes look at me. Like they could read my mind. This time my body was like a big bunk of energy. i flying up and run for my like, with my new candlestick in my hand. I don't now why i take it with me. i just do. i can fell haw the gap closer and closer. And together with the gap a nameless fear from the unnamed. In the moment i see all i have done in my life pass through my head. My work, my family, my friends all my memories. i cant remember my brain ever had bin so clear. With my last powers i run out of the dark forest and into the village where I live. Ore almost. A branch kept holding in my sleeve. i keep trying pushing my hand away, but i cant it is impossible. I