Shh!
Fear,
Noises,
Scary,
Boo.
Walking down a vacant road you see an old McDonald’s bag lazily strewn about along with empty Coca-Cola cans and candy wrappers that have seen better days.
Shadows surround you in every direction.
La La La La you sing to yourself to block out any background noises.
Waiting in my sister’s closet,
I sit on old shoes, sports bags, snow boarding goggles and random North Face™ jackets.
I can hear her worn out shoes approaching the door.
3, 2, 1 ....BOO!
AHHH!
I pat myself on the back and walk out of her room.
Sitting in the movie theater watching the movie through my cold fingers against my face like Cat Women.
Its so good that I can’t not watch it.
So scary.
Or so my mind wants me to think.
Dangling my foot off my bed, I realize that something like the monster and crocodile that have called under my bed -home for many years could come and bite it off, I whip it up under the safety and warmth of my purple comforter.


sweet
This is a really good peice!!!!!!!!
IT = AMAZING
Good job,
<3 Magda ~
thanks magda, ya i kinda
thanks magda, ya i kinda just wrote it in like 5 mins cause i was bored. lol its so wird when i think about what i write my stuff sucks but when i dont they come out fine! lol thanks for the comment!
<3 kara
:-)
Great job!! Kara! It's really good!
<3 Lydia
gahh!
i love it =]
♥ laney.
UVM Mentor Comment
Hey Kara,
I agree with the rest of the commenters - this piece is great! You really capture all the different facets of fear: walking down a strange street, jumping out and scaring your sister, (sort of) watching a horror movie, and that universal fear that never really leaves you, of the monster under the bed. I'm not sure if you intended it as a prose poem, but it definitely works as one - you have a knack for the form. My favorite line is definitely the one about the McDonald's bag and candy wrappers - the shady street and the creepy feelings associated with it really come into focus for the reader.
A few tips: while I kind of like the list at the beginning, I think the piece would be stronger without it; if you call the poem "Fear," the set-up function of the list would remain intact. I'd also read the first sentence of the last section out loud to yourself a few times and see if you can't make it a bit more concise and clear - but definitely don't lose the crocodile monster, he's great!
Thanks for submitting,
Suzanne