A Scary Night

January 4, 2008
By Grant Schramm, Palatine, IL

Sprinting through the moonlit night.
Icy air drew water from my eyes.
I am all alone,
Running from what?
I do not know. Who?
I do not know.
I stop to cry out,
But no one can hear me.
For I am all alone
So alone.

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