The creature

The creature's long nails that look like shark teeth shred deep into the skin of your terrified sister. Thick strawberry blood slivers down her like a snake. You try to scream but you can’t find yourself. You're there yet you don't know where. The creature tightly grabs your sister's pale clammy hand with its raisin like skin, pulling your sister closer. That violent creature grabs your sister's ceramic neck and squeezes it until her flawless pale face turns purple. Her screams echo around the corridor. Then fades away as her eyes seal shut. Her body drops in a warm pool of blood. She isn't breathing; she's gone. I witness this yet I do not cry instead I watch the creature look into the mirror and what does it see? It sees me…