As I crept to Brads room I found a crack in the door. I gently pushed open the door and stuck my snout through. With my target in sight, I pushed the door open the rest of the way, but I stepped into a trap. My leg snapped off at the ankle. With a roar out of pain and anguish, I fell to the ground. Brad jumped on top of his bed ready to pounce on the intruder, until he got a good look at what was in his room. His scream could have shattered glass. The mixture of his screams and my screams caused chaos throughout the house. Lights came on and foot steps pounding the ground as fast as they could.
I stopped screaming long enough to hear the voice say, "Focus on the foot. Will it to come back to you." I did as I was told and stared at my foot. The pieces tore themselves apart and started magnitizing them back to my body. I realized as I did this, there was no pain. I was screaming out of human emotions. The door burst open as soon as the foot was put back together. I jumped up and slammed the door on them before they got a good look at me. Brad had found courage throughout this whole ordeal that he smashed a baseball bat against my head. The blow had spun me around to face him, and his face turned pale white. My tail had flipped a chair in front of the door causing to jam the door for a short period of time, but that was enough time to tear into the child standing in front of me. The blood splattered everywhere. The screams were cut short as the air rushed out of him as i pierced a lung with one of my talons. Body parts were flown all over the room. I had vengeance and it was ever so sweet. The blood filling my nostals and throat was so good. He deserved what he got. Since the house was already chaotic I decided to leave in a less than desirable way. I jumped out the window flinging glass and wood everywhere. When I hit the ground, I didnt stop, I kept running and running as fast as I could to get to the river.
The river was cold but it washed the blood off and sated my thirst. Helicopters started heading my way and down the highway. I had to hide in a pipe. I shrunk down as small as could without getting washed away. The helicopters roared over head searching for me. Though I'm not entirely sure what the family told 911 but I bet it was a human that did it. After waiting for what seemed like hours, I started to feel stiff. I looked towards the horizon and saw the sun starting to come up.
"This is not good. If we dont get back to the house, you and I will be stuck in this body until sunset. Your mortal body will not wake up and you will become a spirit like me!" The voice had returned. It was starting to panic, so we picked ourselves up and grew as big as we could and started running. We ran all the way to the house with just enough time to spare. The sun came up and I woke up with it. I went downstairs wobbly after a very long night. Dad was sitting in front of the TV watching the news. Apparently a velociraptor was caught on camera running down the highway heading towards the next town. As well as the murder of another boy had been discovered, and the family is saying the dinosaur did it. The photo caught on the speed trap camera was blurry, but there was no denying that that was a dinosaur.