2025 Spooky Story Competition

Finally, the girl stood up steadying herself with a knob on the tree, her hand was so blistered though she had to let go almost immediately, falling back on her crippled knee which gave way and left her crawling back to her feet. So was so injured, making it out alive seemed pretty slim. Her eager eyes started to survey the floor for something to cover her knee, anything to stop the steady, sticky tricking stream of red that was continually sliding down her leg. Her forehead also had a gash on it, which left her silky hair with dried clots of crusty blood all over it. Anything to keep the blood in her body. As she was looking downwards, I took my chance and I pounced. I was perched on a thick branch right above her head, swinging my feet from side to side before I pounced. I will always remember the look of terror in her eyes and the sadness in her face as my claws tore through her skin. My face broke into a wide smile and I licked my chops as brick red juicy blood started pouring out of her like a burst pipe. Her face was frozen horrified. Her last memory will be my wide gleeful face because I really couldn’t be more happy. I licked my fingers one by one, once I was finished, trying to savour the taste, wishing it would last forever.

BY ROSANNA VILLIERS