Pitch black and Scared shitless

Five minutes ago the lights went out.

Something that I now don't want to be without. 

I sit in my room, in the dark, all alone.

My body and nerves stiff as stone. 

I hear footsteps. Coming from where?

I listen closely. Hoping it's nothing to fear.

Voices from the attic. Something satanic.

I nearly go frantic. Come on, don't panic.

I get out of bed and run out of the room. 

Come on get out, or it will be my doom.

I shake and whimper. Nowhere to run.

I see the ripper. Killer of one by one. 

He runs towards me, with a hellish grin.

I'm too weak, too young. I cannot win. 

Closer and closer. My eyes open wide.

What happened next...well, I died.

Reviews

[Scott Metro]

Suffer...it's good for you....



Scott

[J.A.Crocker]

"with a hell of a grin." is a positive thing, but if it was a hellish grin or a freakish grin. Otherwise, I know the feeling of being as scared as that.

[Rayzor]

Good point ;)

[Ylva]

Haha! That was really nice. I laughed at the end.