I hadn't bathed in a week
I was really starting to reek
But when my mama said,
"Time to scrub your head."
Louder and louder I'd shriek
The water was filled up with bubbles
But, to me, it was hiding the troubles
Because in my brain
(Although it sounds insane)
Something evil lurked in all puddles
A shark would be in there
That was my young mind's fear
And when I sat in the tub,
Going scrub-a-dub-dub,
A great white would give me a scare
My mind would imagine the fin
Swimming round and round again
The rest of the shark
Hid in the dark
And I would have nowhere to swim
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Writing Journal 2021
Short StoryThis ain't fanfiction or a story or nothing. I just want somewhere convenient to store some writing prompts I wanted to do since I miss writing.
