White bold skin with eyes so fogged,
Staring right at me,
I walked away,
I looked behind me and there he was,
A tall man with light pale skin,
He holds a umbrella while walking close by,
He took a turn down a different street ,
I hear a blood curdling scream,
Very cool cliff hanger! Leaves the readers wanting to know what happens next!
I love it! Though there is definitely room for more of the story. Maybe something like “he took a turn down a different street, his steps faded, but shortly followed by the sounds of a blood curdling scream.” I was stunned..scared. I couldn’t move. After a few moments of just standing there like a statue, I took a few steps back and started running.
Note: I know this was a poem and not a story but if you were to make it a story that would be cool :)
