A creature

It was raining tremendously and people on the streets were knee deep in rainwater. It thrilled me. I ran down the stairs against my mother's advice. She wasn't home but I knew that it would be against her advice.

In the open, in a few seconds I was completely soaked. I thought of going to a nearby national park to enjoy this torrent amongst the trees. 

I climbed up the path not made for humans. The mud and the leaves smelled beautiful. The wind blew against me, trying to topple me but I kept on climbing. The mud stuck to my shoes and made each step heavy.

Out of nowhere, I heard a roar. Of thunder, probably. Ignoring it, I moved on.

Out of my peripheral vision, I spotted something moving behind the bushes a feet away. My breath caught in my throat, stepping away, I casually started climbing down the hill, pretending that I hadn't seen it. After achieving only a few feet of distance, the creature leaped out of the bushes. It was something I had never really seen before, something that I had only seen in comics and web series. A human, but not quite. Making strange noises with eyes glazed over. The entire body shrivelled up, hair lost. It jerked its head towards me and looked right into my eyes.

I sprinted down the hill trying to maintain my grip on the muddy slope. But I stumbled upon a rock and slipped. I could not hold my balance. I started falling, more like weirdly cannonballing down the hill. After what felt like forever, my feet crashed into the trunk of a tree. I stopped and turned around, heart beating loudly in my ears. The creature was not in sight. I could not trust my vision though. I got up and started sprinting away, all the while imagining a zombie chasing me.

I finally looked behind me when I reached the entrance of my home. Seeing no creature, I collapsed on the ground, with relief, breathing heavily.

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