Pitch black
Night owls stalk their prey
I lay upon my bed
Sleep soundly
Listening to the wonders of nature
Flow from my wide open window
They sooth troubled thoughts
Magicly relaxing my body
All is as it should be
Until….
Blaring beeps slice through the air,
Tearing me from dreamy paradise
I jump then tremble
Heart pounding heavily
Not sure whats happening
Panic seizes my ches
The phone on my bedside table lights up
I reach for it with shaking hands
Fumbling to get a grip
Bright red letter flash across the screen
They read, “Alert, Alert, we are under attack
Bar your windows and lock your doors.”
The phone starts exploding with texts
Messages repeatedly stating,
“Let me in! Let me in!”
On the verge of hysteria
I leap from my bed and try to run
But my legs are still asleep
And tangled in blankets
Collapsing on the floor in a heap
A shrill cry escapes from my lips,
Body convulsing uncontrollably with fear
The world seems crash down around me
Shutting down my cerebrum
My eyes wander to the window
Still wide open!
Suddenly a crash resounds outside
Making me jump once again
Deep throated growls
Booming gunshots
The scream of someone faced with death
Nothing..
The scream still echoing inside my head
My brain painting scenes that belong in horror films only
Something warm and wet slides down my face
When did I start crying?
It doesn't matter
Slight movement upon my windowsill snaps me back to attention
Big hairy fingers can be seen grabbing onto my wall
That is located on the inside of my window
Straining under the weight of a hefty load
I reach for my baseball bat
It lies forgotten under my bed
From last years softball season
Brain still incomprehensive of what is going on
I wind up
Prepared to strike
As I turn back around
A hideous face appears
Following the lead of those darn hairy fingers
The face was more than hideous
It was indescribable
I knew in that moment
That forever more his face would haunt my dreams
At the last second our eyes meet
A disturbing smile creeps along his face
My muscles moved on their own accord
The crunch of metal on bone
Released my muscles from whatever force controlled them
My eyes swept over the scene before me
Reaching the window just in time to see
His limp body fall two stories down
A creepy grin still splayed upon his lips
This time covered in blood
Gasping as the reality of it all hit me
Everything was blurry
Tears streamed down my face
A panic attack on the horizon
It was to much,
I screamed
Letting the world hear my desperation
The fear that courses through my body
Letting them understand
The weight and pain of the fresh burden I carry
Moments later I hear footsteps pounding up the stairs
Throwing open the door
Mom enters the room still in her nighty
Sleep still lingers in her eyes
Confusion and fear are written upon her eye brows
Eyeing the bat soaked with blood
That I hold in my hands
Her eyes scanning the room
Widening so much, they look ready to pop
Opening and closing her mouth unable to form words
Trama has robbed me of my voice
I grab my phone with shaking hands,
Pushing it in her face
Her eyes move back and forth as she reads
Panic etches on her face
I point a shaking finger at my window
Then at my bat
Reminances of blood on both
Quivering she walks across the room
Peeking out my window to the ground below
A new kind of fear reflects within her eyes
She takes a step back
So I extend my hand
Yearning for her comforting arms to surround me
But she quickly backs up
Away from me
Her expression portrays a bitten dog
Confusion clings to me
The I understand
She is scared… of me?!
I gather my strength and step toward her
Her mouth opens wide and she screams...
Night owls stalk their prey
I lay upon my bed
Sleep soundly
Listening to the wonders of nature
Flow from my wide open window
They sooth troubled thoughts
Magicly relaxing my body
All is as it should be
Until….
Blaring beeps slice through the air,
Tearing me from dreamy paradise
I jump then tremble
Heart pounding heavily
Not sure whats happening
Panic seizes my ches
The phone on my bedside table lights up
I reach for it with shaking hands
Fumbling to get a grip
Bright red letter flash across the screen
They read, “Alert, Alert, we are under attack
Bar your windows and lock your doors.”
The phone starts exploding with texts
Messages repeatedly stating,
“Let me in! Let me in!”
On the verge of hysteria
I leap from my bed and try to run
But my legs are still asleep
And tangled in blankets
Collapsing on the floor in a heap
A shrill cry escapes from my lips,
Body convulsing uncontrollably with fear
The world seems crash down around me
Shutting down my cerebrum
My eyes wander to the window
Still wide open!
Suddenly a crash resounds outside
Making me jump once again
Deep throated growls
Booming gunshots
The scream of someone faced with death
Nothing..
The scream still echoing inside my head
My brain painting scenes that belong in horror films only
Something warm and wet slides down my face
When did I start crying?
It doesn't matter
Slight movement upon my windowsill snaps me back to attention
Big hairy fingers can be seen grabbing onto my wall
That is located on the inside of my window
Straining under the weight of a hefty load
I reach for my baseball bat
It lies forgotten under my bed
From last years softball season
Brain still incomprehensive of what is going on
I wind up
Prepared to strike
As I turn back around
A hideous face appears
Following the lead of those darn hairy fingers
The face was more than hideous
It was indescribable
I knew in that moment
That forever more his face would haunt my dreams
At the last second our eyes meet
A disturbing smile creeps along his face
My muscles moved on their own accord
The crunch of metal on bone
Released my muscles from whatever force controlled them
My eyes swept over the scene before me
Reaching the window just in time to see
His limp body fall two stories down
A creepy grin still splayed upon his lips
This time covered in blood
Gasping as the reality of it all hit me
Everything was blurry
Tears streamed down my face
A panic attack on the horizon
It was to much,
I screamed
Letting the world hear my desperation
The fear that courses through my body
Letting them understand
The weight and pain of the fresh burden I carry
Moments later I hear footsteps pounding up the stairs
Throwing open the door
Mom enters the room still in her nighty
Sleep still lingers in her eyes
Confusion and fear are written upon her eye brows
Eyeing the bat soaked with blood
That I hold in my hands
Her eyes scanning the room
Widening so much, they look ready to pop
Opening and closing her mouth unable to form words
Trama has robbed me of my voice
I grab my phone with shaking hands,
Pushing it in her face
Her eyes move back and forth as she reads
Panic etches on her face
I point a shaking finger at my window
Then at my bat
Reminances of blood on both
Quivering she walks across the room
Peeking out my window to the ground below
A new kind of fear reflects within her eyes
She takes a step back
So I extend my hand
Yearning for her comforting arms to surround me
But she quickly backs up
Away from me
Her expression portrays a bitten dog
Confusion clings to me
The I understand
She is scared… of me?!
I gather my strength and step toward her
Her mouth opens wide and she screams...
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