In class Writing 4

The hall was silent until she heard footsteps coming down the dark flight of stairs. "Why did I go into the school by myself at night?" She thought. Her homework could have waited to be done tomorrow since she forgot it at school and didn't realize until late that night. Instead, she decided to enter the dark school all alone. She started to walk faster, hoping to pass the stairs before whatever was coming down them caught her. She thought she had scoped the place out, there were no cars or lights on although it did seem odd to her that the door was unlocked. She did not feel safe at all, she felt as if she was in danger. As she quickly walked by the stairs, it was still getting louder. She passed them thank goodness, and waited around the corner to see if she could get a peak. It was dark, therefore she could not see clearly and couldn't make out an image as the figure stepped off the last step and turned to the opposite direction of where she was. She was relieved. She hurried down the hall, opened up her locker and quickly retrieved what she had forgotten. As she was leaving, she heard a door in the distance slam. Then paces against the hall way tile floor, getting faster. She threw herself into a nearby broom closet. "Will I ever be able to leave?" She thought to herself.