My Nightmare Poem by jackrabbit krjs

Nightmare
I run through the woods
I here the sound of their feet
I run as fast as I can to fleat
I here a scream
So I run to help
The scream is a penatrating yelp
In the distence I here gun fire
The fire in the distence is hotter than a deep frier
I still here a cry for help
Then out of nowhere I fell
I went to get up but my ankle was broken
It turns out that the scream was a young woman
I look down to see that shes dead and that Im on here poorly dug grave
How could anyone hurt her they must have been full of hate
She was completly ripped limb from limb
Her eyes were still open and she had a grin
I heard a thumping
So I looked down only to see what made that sound
I was laying on here heart and to make matters worse
It was still beating
I was so scared that I cursed