Writing Portfolio: New Beginnings

Giselle cowered into the corner of the alley. Her dark brown eyes quivered with fear, as the sinister monstrosity trudged towards her. The saliva dripped slowly from his mouth, trickling onto her black hair. He stuck out his tongue, and traced it slowly across her face. She detected the faint aroma of old onions. Giselle shuddered in revulsion, and gave a small whimper. She was used to having males drool all over her, but never at such breathtaking proximity.