sadly there are a few rules....
1. try and make your part of the story follow on from the one befor it
2. if you don't like the whay the story has changed then stear it in another direction, dont say i hate you idea lets start from here
3. enjoy
She walked up the windy path up the hill to the old church on which there had been rumored to be a girl who had been living there of centuries, with out ever leaving the church. It was her sanctuary. as Kayla walked timedly up the side of the ever steepening hill she head a noise and the wind rose, it was the howl of a wolf some way of she shivered and blamed it on her own imagination and carryed trudging, she could see the church in the distance, ome of the beautiful stained glass windows smashed but the was a candel burning on each window sill giving a errie glow to the building
The flames from the candles danced hypnotically enticing Kayla into the decrepid building.
Unknown to Kayla the howl she had heard was closer she did not see the pair of yellow eyes watching her every move toward the church, but something troubled these eye's the was a presence in the air that unsettled it but the thing was not so willing to give up a possible easy meal such as this
she heard some thing move in the dry bushes as she scrambled up the rocky hill, the grownd was dry and cracked under her feet, and as she jump at the noise she slipped and fell down the steep sloap(sp), her new rocks finaly found a place in the crumbling floor and and the picked herself up she felt some one or some thing's warm moist breath on her neck it smelled awful, rank with the sent of death, like an animal's but this could be no animal, it was tall as her she slowly gathered her self and raced up the hill with such stratagy, moving towards the church maybe the girl would help her or if not she could shelter there..
im sorry but i thought her name is Katherine...or is this another story?
as she fanticly ran to the church. her heart pounded in her chest. Her breathing became unstead as if she would faint. She reached the church but suddenly stopped frozen in fear. Her hair stood on end. She began to turn around when...
the church door swang open and a ghostly being with smooth black hair flowing down to his shoulders, his lips thin and pale. he was tall and was wearing a leather trench coat and a wight shirt and some smart black trowsers, as she turned arowned and as a other creature with the same glowing wight skin and the same black flowing hair but hers was flowing down past her waist, it looked beautiful against her red dress, it was long and swooped down to the dusty floor, and had flared sleaves with black trim it was velvet and looked sliky in the moon light, kayla's eyes grew wide with fustrationand she set of to rum but two strong hand s grabbed her and the creatures dragged her in to the church.