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Silvery flakes drifted down, glittering in the bright light of the harvest moon. The blackbird flew down to me, in such a beautiful way. I look up letting the flakes land on my face, closing my eyes so none get in them. I stretch out my hands and lift them up to the moon. As I stand there wondering if someone will come and see me like this, I suddenly hear a twig snap. I quickly place my hand at my sides and snap my head up. I look and there standing under the line of shadow is a man. He walks out with a very cruel and twisted look on his face.
“Well, well, well, look what we found out here; its a young witch practicing for something” His smile grew darker. I start to back away but something stops me in my tracks. Then I feel something pressed against my back. I look up to see if its a tree but instead of me seeing leaves, I see another man’s face looking down at me. I start to get scared, trying to figure out how to get out of this situation.
“Please don’t hurt me. I will do anything you say but please don’t hurt me” As I say that I get on my knees and beg. Suddenly the man behind me takes ahold of my arms pulls me up and makes me walk to what I'm guessing is his boss. “Hey Boss, she says she will do anything you say.” He laughs a hard belly one.

That's really good! not my particular genre, but still good! aside from some punctuation things, I like it a lot! keep writing.