The Phantom Of Maine Coon Manor.
My date put his hands on my waist and we started to dance, we were lost in each others eyes for what felt like hours but it was only a few minutes and the music stopped all of a sudden and a man was standing at the top of the stairs no one knew who he was for his face was covered by a mask but as she walked down to where most of the crowd was standing I could see by his appearance who it was, as he started to speak with every breath he took the more haunted I felt and remembered years ago in our past about the pain and pleasure he had shown me though it had only been a few years it felt like century's and I wanted to keep it that way, so I said my thanks to my dance partner and started to walk towards the giant doors at the entrance of the room and trying to hide behind the crowd that was forming but I could see his eyes were searching for something or… someone my pace started to quicken I finally made it out the door but I couldn't stop my self from looking back and for a moment I thought our eyes had met but I brushed the idea out of my mind then I noticed that he was coming closer towards me I was shocked. Maybe he saw me, or he could just want to leave the room; it didn't matter; I just had to run. I was scared that we would bump into each other? As I walked on the cobbled stone path, I narrowed my gaze at the roof of the mansion and felt something that can only be described as peaceful. As I looked closer, I could see something rather large. At first, I thought it was a gargoyle on the roof, so I stared at it closer and saw it was a cat that was rather large. Its eyes flashed beautiful colors one of green and one of blue in the moonlight. I wanted to stare at it for just a bit longer, but I could see my pursuer had just reached the door to the garden. I was running up the path to the lake, but I had to go through the forest first. As I was running, my dress got caught on a branch, but I managed to break free and went on with my intention to make it over the bridge near the lake. The wind was cold, but I didn't stop, and I finally got to the bridge. I was only halfway over when I saw that the gate was closed on the other side, so I thought and thought, and before I could come up with an idea, I heard something. It sounded like a whistle, and it started getting louder and louder. I could see him now he was getting closer. I could feel the blood rushing to my head, and then he started to say, You can run, but you cannot hide your pretty little slender body from me. So I did the only thing I could do: I jumped off the bridge as I hit the water. I remembered as I was sinking down that I was afraid of water, and my feet felt like cement. I was too scared to look up, but I knew this was it. I woke up in a sweat because I thought it was real. Thank goodness it was just a dream. As I got up, I saw something out of the corner of my eye. It was the cat from my dream. It was staring at me through the bedroom window. I looked around and finally said, This is not my room.










