Short Story - The Intruder

My sum total pounded. Sweat dripped off my fore inquiry, I used my arm to move through it off. It was rather dark considering it was a winters day at 4 oclock in the afternoon and the procrastinating fog wasnt helping to bring in it up. A raindrop hit my head and began dripping down my vista and my neck. I guess the run gauge was right. When I watched the stick out report this morning, the presenter forecast that at around about(predicate) 4:30 pm, a storm would hit our townspeople. As predicted, the rain became heavier, making it potent to see where I was red ink. withal that wasnt a problem as I knew the town akin the back of my\nhand and everything that surrounds it and lives in here. My sire and I go into the a strange town when I was 1 geezerhood old because she was ill. And we lived in this lilliputian old castle by the woodwind. That my grandfather leftfield for my ma before he died. I never knew my dad because he left my mom when I was born. Due to her ill ness and the detail that I lease no siblings, I had to entertain myself somehow. at last when I was old teeming to take care of myself; I began to venture in the woods, going further every day. When my mother died was 21 years old. And I fall in bang with my boyfriend Paul. Who lived with me now in the castle.\nI would spend precisely about of my time in the woods exploring the forest. Hearing a rustling noise coming from the bushes beside me, I slowed my pace down until I came to a stop, when I caught a glimpse of something unusual. A fiery red eye and what seemed homogeneous red hair, the kind that belongs to humans. disturbed and scared I told myself it was just a fox and I had imagined the one red eye, of which closely likely belonged to an animal. Even though I knew it was still in the bush, I couldnt build sufficient courage to go and have a look at it. I just left it and begun running in the wariness of my house. My pace being close to quicker that what it was before I stopped. In the back of my school principal I still imagined that I could hear the rustl...