Stealing My Breath

April 7, 2011
By Beckyboo BRONZE, Berkeley Springs, West Virginia
Beckyboo BRONZE, Berkeley Springs, West Virginia
1 article 0 photos 0 comments

The door is locked.
Alone I stand,
On the other side of the room.
Chills cover my body,
Creep down my spine,
Then little bumps speckle my arms.
Feeling naked and cold,
Soft breathes leave my nose,
With my hair falling more in my eyes.
You’re taking slow strides closer.
There’s nowhere to run,
And no one to hear my scream.



Similar Articles

JOIN THE DISCUSSION

This article has 0 comments.



SciArc

MacMillan Books

Aspiring Writer? Take Our Online Course!