Thomason

Child's Dust

I feel my ruff growl-like gruffs, vibrate though my neck. I let a loud and low bleated howl. I walk around, I catch a sniff of child's  
tears. I sprint out of the woods, to find a small girl with tears streaming down her face. She looks at me with her diamond eyes. Reminds me of something, small tears drip from my eyes. "P-puppy?" She says and hugs my fluffy neck. I feel chill go down my spine. It feels harder than usual. I take my biggest fangs and stick them into her back, she screams bloody murder. I bite down with all my teeth crushing her bones and lungs. A terrible scream came from a older but very familiar woman, I felt tears run down my face like a river. I sallow the child whole and run as fast as I can without knowing the reason why.