<strong>in the park</strong><br/>As it was Sarah Jane was growing yet more afraid of that which she was seeing, it made her feel sick. Of course she had been so afraid of what ever it was and however much the girl believed and told herself she was tough, she certainly didn’t feel so now.<br/><br/>“Wont …’urt… stop ‘urting… what’s…what’s happening…wot are ya… ya? Who are ya…what tha fack.” She was terrified and wanted to run yet still her booted feet were frankly rooted to the spot. The girl’s eyes widened, as she drew her dog in yet closer. “Look I wanted ta ‘elp ya bat I don’t anderstand…” her accent became thicker with each passing moment.<br/><br/>“I ‘ave no idea…its …its…well yah want me not ta tell… I know abaat vat.”<br/><br/>Still Sarah Jane remained still, watching this ‘monster’. She really could not understand that which was going on. “Please jast jet it over wif, please…jast finish it….” The girl had not been so scared in a long time, but at least she had not wet herself, that would have been extremely embarrassing when she went to the local shelter.<br/>