Fog Girl One day I was out at the park when a mysterious fog began to develop across the field. I looked out into the fog and saw the scrawny figure of a young girl. Within moments she disappeared and, strangely, so did the fog. I quickly forgot what I saw and went home. That night I heard a scream from outside. And so did the whole street. In an instant the whole street was outside, wondering what had happened. Then I noticed something peculiar. There was a fog surrounding the new house at the end of the road. I looked back at the puzzled faces of my neighbours, but something caught me eye. In the fog, was the same, scrawny girl although this time she had blood, dripping from lips. I looked to tell my mum but when she turned her head to look, the figure was no longer there.. A few months past since the curious incident when I was awoken from my sleep. There was a tapping on a window. I brushed it off my shoulder and fell back to sleep. *Tap, Tap* It was there again. The odd tapping noise. I crept out from my blanket and looked out my window. There was nothing outside but some footprints. Blood coloured footprints. I turned back to my bed and tried to fall back to sleep. But the tapping was still there. Drumming into my head. I drifted down into a twisted sleep. I dreamt that the girl was standing at the end of my bed, waiting for me. Again, I woke up, horrified. It was then that I saw it. Or should I say her. Standing at the end of my bed was the scrawny girl. Blood dripping from her lips and hands. Hunger in her eyes. Lusting for me. Pointing at me. Coming for me. Killing me. My blood curdled scream shrouded the house. And with that, I was gone. Taken by the girl in the fog. NB: this is my first opuss so thank you to anyone who reads, likes or comments on it. it is much appreciated