Shadows

The trees whisper my name in the cool windy night

I am frightened yet I continue to walk down the old dirt path

The dark night intakes me as I am slenced with fear

The trees look alive in the dark pale moon light

Every creature awakens as the full moon rises higher in the sky

I start to walk faster, faster, faster

All of a sudden I have reached a dead end in the dirt path

My head starts to spin in wonderous confusion as the torurous night takes over me

I see a dark figure behinde me, lurking, stalking, for I am being followed

I find another path then break into a sprint to get away from the dark night closing within me

I stop abruptly on the old dirt path, when a cold breeze sends an icy breeze sends a shiver up my spine

The dark lurking figure has caught up with me

I start to run, the faster I go the more my heart wants to burst out of its chest

Out from the under brush I run

Blinded by the inglicting pale moon light

Yet the figure is gone. Vanished, like it as never there to start with

Shadows.