The old library was a place of wonder and excitement for Emily. She loved the smell of the old books, the creaking of the shelves, and the hushed whispers of other patrons. But one day, she found a book that would change everything.

It was an old leather-bound book with a strange symbol on the cover. Emily couldn't resist the temptation to take a look inside, even though she knew she shouldn't. As she opened the book, a chill ran down her spine. The pages were blank, except for a single sentence scrawled in dark ink: "Write your own story."

Emily hesitated for a moment, then picked up a pen and began to write. The words flowed easily from her pen, and before she knew it, she had written an entire chapter. But when she looked back at what she had written, she was horrified. The story was about a girl who stumbled upon a cursed book in the library, and every word Emily had written had come true.

Emily tried to erase what she had written, but the ink was too dark and wouldn't come off the page. She tried tearing out the pages, but they wouldn't budge. She was trapped in the story she had written.

As she continued to write, the world around her began to change. The library disappeared, and Emily found herself standing in the middle of a dark forest. The trees were twisted and gnarled, and the moon was the only source of light. She could hear strange noises coming from all around her, and she knew she wasn't alone.

Emily tried to run, but the forest seemed to go on forever. She stumbled through the darkness, tripping over roots and branches. And every time she fell, she could feel something grabbing at her ankles, trying to pull her down.

Finally, Emily collapsed on the ground, exhausted and terrified. That's when she saw them: the creatures that had been following her through the forest. They were humanoid in shape, but their skin was black and leathery, and their eyes glowed red in the darkness. They were the characters she had written about in the cursed book.

Emily tried to scream, but no sound would come out. The creatures approached her, and she could feel their hot breath on her face. She closed her eyes, waiting for the end to come.

When she opened her eyes again, she was back in the library. The cursed book was gone, and the pages she had written were blank once more. But Emily knew that she could never forget the terror she had experienced in the cursed story she had written.