Darkness
See. Over there in the dark. I don�t like the dark. Not because I�m afraid of it. I know that there�s no monsters lurking underneath my bed. I don�t like the dark because it doesn�t comfort me. Anything an happen in the dark. If I walked around in the pitch black, no lights and someone was behind me, holding high above my head I wouldn�t know until the cold steel of the blade pierced my skin. If I lay, bleeding my life away, how would I know who it was that took away my life. How can anyone find comfort in the dark? I fear closing my eyes. I can�t. It�s the same as the darkness. I don�t like not being able to see. It gives me a disadvantage against anyone who wishes me harm. That�s why the light is my only friend. That�s why at night, you can hear my screams. No one around me sleeps. If they do, someone may get them and then come after me.
© Kristel. S 2003
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