Flashbacks

I sit in my bed.
The light's off.
I hug my knees.
I haven't lost weight.
I concentrate on the song.
Not tonight.
Please not tonight.
Any night but tonight.
But no.
He's here.
I see the figure in the corner on my room.
No, no, no, please no, please not tonight.
It approaches.
The light.
I need to turn on the light.
I can't reach it.
Not without moving.
I cant move.
He's closer.
Closer.
Closer.
Now!
I turn on the light.
He's gone.
I sit there, shaking and sobbing.
He's gone.
I'm okay.
He can't hurt me.
He can't hurt me.
He can't hurt me.

Reviews

[Joli Dy]

You do an excellent job of pulling the reader along from anxiety to terror to a labored relief. I didn't just read this; I experienced it.