The Beast 1

As the white snow dropped and as families were sitting around the fire, I was running. Running where I didn't know. What I was running from was something horrible that the people snug in their houses wouldn't know of until their last second of life. So I ran the ought the dark forest with my shoulder bag bouncing behind me. It was in my school when the thing ripped of the roof. It roared and shock the walls. Then it's scaly yet clawed black hands started lifting up students and placing them on its back like he had a big rucksack.
After a while I realised I was the one of the last three he hadn't taken, so I grabbed my cream shoulder bag and ran. I ran home
But by the time I got there my roof was ripped off and my mum was nowhere to be seen. So then I ran out the back garden and into the forest. I could still hear it roaring as I ran away from the beast. I had no clue what it was and maybe, just maybe, I may recall thinking I was dreaming. So there I was, my shirt untucked from my trousers just running. After a while I decided to climb a tree and look back at my little town. Through the eerie dim forests, I could see the top of the church and then, to my utter amazement, smoke leaked into the sky and it spelt, my name and all, 'Give me Ollie Avon'