dancing with the devil

a little something i wrote for English

He sat perched in the rooftop like a crow, ready to swoop down on its prey. His face covered in a cowl of shadows. I tilted my head slightly trying to get a better view of a glimmering object that he pulled from the pocket of his costume. I continued to dance with my partner but couldn’t help but stare up at the mysterious threating person above all our heads. Then he leaped, it was a graceful movement that could only be executed by a panther, a master of stealth. I saw the first body drop, chrissa, from drama club. Then another, Samuel, the goody two shoe basketball player. I couldn’t help but smile knowing that no one would miss this one’s death. Then Dan, the boy I was dancing with fell forward suddenly, blood slowly dripping from his ear. I stood in my blue prom dress, now stained in thick sticky blood. I welcomed my partner in crime as he grabbed my waist and we finished swaying to the song.