Random Creative Writing thing
Thrashing in her bed, the girl let out an unearthly wail. The kind of shriek that made the hair on your neck stand on end, the kind that froze and twisted your insides. The scream made you want to throw up. Maybe stab a knife through your heart, just to end it. It made you want to run for your life, but instead it drew you closer. You hoped it was a dream. But instead it was reality.