I stayed unmovingly at my spot on the ground. Once again I've found myself in a situation of being hunted by these vile, ugly creatures. At this very point of my life, I was regretting coming to Canada. The constant running from demons and and almost getting killed by a jealous girl was starting to take a toll on me. But what could I do? I'm already here and I just have to tolerate it.
At least one thing I was glad for is that during these unannounced occurnaces, someone always comes to my rescue. It made me feel like a damsel in distress, which I'm usually not.
"We're going to make this easier for you kid. Get out of our way, and nothing will happen to you." Said the horrible looking man. If I should ever learn magic, I would never try black magic. This just shows the amount of harm it causes.
"Not today Shrek." The man's eyes held an ominous look swirling behind. I really wanted to bolt out of here.