I hear someone whispering, a face peeking into the window
Is it for real?
Heart is beating faster, my throat goes dry
I break into a cold sweat, as I lay still,
Close my eyes tightly shut, hoping no one is around –
Come face to face with a faceless monster;
I try to scream, but it is soundless,
I try to run, but I freeze;
I try to take out a knife, but it slips
I try to hide, but my covers are blown,
There is no escape –
I open my eyes.. there is nothing.. All gone…
You guessed it ! Nightmares!
Always thought they were for real..
Scared me then, Scare me now!
Goodness Gracious! now my secret is out.
Copyright ©2015 Ish Kaur. All rights reserved.
Original take on this subject. Your usual writings present such an “altogether with it” person, I have to wonder if you are being quite loose with the truth when you describe you fear of monsters. I think you are looking at the dark like a seven year old. Since the style is supposed to be different from your regular style, I would say you are quite successful!
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