Thursday, October 22, 2009

Jeepers Creepers

Cold, dark and dreary alley
.........................................I proceed to walk home
...........Subtly I hear footsteps in the distance.
.................................................................................My gait instinctually hastens
......................The air rushes to my lungs
............................................................................................in fear
.....dreadful fear
...............................It could be a man with a gun,
...................................................sword
...................................................or even worse
...................................................................................................both
....................I hear pitter patter of footsteps again
My hands, clammy and fidgety, tense up
.......................................................................................................clench into a ball ready to defend.
..................................................My eyes petrified in shock
..................by death.

cold, dark, and dreary alley
.........................I walk deeper
................................................................and deeper
........................................................................................Images of mobsters and gangs
.......................................flash through my head
..............................................................................................................................................................Why me? I did not harm anyone?!
..........................................I hear the footsteps again
....................................................................inching up even closer this time
...................., but
it stopped . . .
.........................................................I am a goner
..................................................................................................done for good
..........................................................................................................................................It stopped because
.....................................................................it discovered a good location
...............................................to kill me.
.................................................................................Will it just shoot me
................................................................................and let me die a fast, painless death with a gun
.........................................or
..............................................slice me up slowly into pieces with a knife
.......................................................................causing me to suffer the long agonizing pain
between life and death
................................The latter is not what I want
................................................................, but
It is not my choice
....................................................................................................the decision lies in the hands
.........................................................................................................................................of the killer
Knock, Knock
.................I lift up my head
.......and abruptly wake up
.......................with my mom hovering over me.

3 comments:

  1. This is good! Great job, Guy! I felt the suspense and at the end, everything just snapped into focus.

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  2. Very nice attempt at the dark stuff. I didn't know you had it in you!!!

    +4

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