Magazine, website & books written by teens since 1989

Midnight Fangs

I could tell he wanted me,
The look he had on could tell it all.
The predator was coming,
And not going home without a prize.

The look in his eyes,
Yelling he was hungry.
He's the lion,
I'm the meal.

His mouth was open,
Looking directly at me.
Before I could scream,
His fangs were in me.





Join the Discussion

This article has 1 comment. Post your own now!

missourigurl101 said...
Aug. 25, 2011 at 5:47 pm
i luv this 1. great job.
 
bRealTime banner ad on the left side
Site Feedback