Hey, I've been asked (well told) to write a short story on anything I want, so as any obsessed person would do I chose Supernatural creatures. Then I thought where could I get a good opinion on this, so it's up to you. Criticism welcome!!! Thank wewe and here we go:

Stacy began to run faster and harder than ever before, because this times her life was on the line. The forest grew thicker the further she ran, until the sky was barely visible, but the moon still shone down at her in the distance, like a light at the end of a tunnel. Branches clawed at her face and arms, pulling her back, the muddy floor made running difficult, though she carried on. It was as if the forest was against her, making escapeing even harder. She knew that it wasn’t far behind her, but she dared not look back, the thought of facing that thing again sent shivers down her spine. Still running, Stacy began to slow down as exhaustion caught up, the deafening drum of her moyo increased with every step. Something rustled in the mti tops above her, there was no time for her to look up, no time for her eyes to widen in disbelief, au to let out one last gasping breath. In a sekunde she had been thrown to the ground, and had slipped into eternal darkness.