As the water runs down my back, I start to feel the curtain pull back. Quickly, I jerk my head to my side only to see the curtain peacefully at rest. As I cover myself in soap, I hear the doorknob
turn. Quickly, i go to check only to find
the door knob unturned. Just when i was about done soaping up, I heard someone whisper my name. I freeze in my tracks like a mouse that's been caught, andslowly peeked my head out. No one was there. In fact, it was so quiet that all you could hear were the sounds of the shower. I start to pick up pace and rinse myself hastily when I start to feel myself
being watched. I ignore the supposed eyes watching from behind, slam the fuacet shut, and rip open the curtains simultaneously. Only to find once again
the room completely silent. I quicklygrab my towel and run for the door when I realize I forgot to brush my teeth. I slam the door shut in fear of meeting the things that go bump in the night. I brush my teeth as fast as I can before
finally running out. As i run down the hallway, i feel something chasing after me like a cheetah hunting down its prey. When i finally make it to the door, I look behind for the first time and see a horrid
lady with no face and her hair down, crawling fast across the floor and up the walls like a skittering roach. I slam the door shut and run upstairs to my den only to find myself lying in bed.
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The Dark Ages Vol.3 The End Is Near? [Formerly "Blaring Thoughts"]
PoetryI see a light at the end of the tunnel. I hope it's real. I hope I can make it. It's so far away. Will I make it? Will things finally be better?