There it was, right in front of me. It was the size of a giant, with gargantuan ears and its disgusting moldy teeth. It had hair like Medusa, that did not, in fact, turn me to stone. It had claws like an eagle. An atrocious, enormous eagle that is. It spoke in a deep voice, “COME TO ME” its eyes glowing a bright red. I wanted to cry. I wanted to scream. I wanted to run. I wanted to throw up because of this dreadful creature standing in front of me, about to kill me. And as he lifted me up in his sweaty fist, I did. I cried, screaming while flailing my legs in the air(kicking him!) as if I was running. I threw up all over him. It was the best last moment of my life.