You're tired from work.
Your aching muscles burn as you walk home.
Everything just seemed odd.
It almost seemed planned out.
Like all the pieces were right in front of you,
but they just needed a little push to fit together.
It feels odd.
Like someone is here.
Like someone's watching.
Like someone's listening.
Like someone's following.
Like someone's running.
Like someone's closer.
Like someone's panting.
They're here.
Run.
Someone's coming.
Someone's coming.
Hurry up.
Come on.
Hurry up.
Quick.
Faster.
Faster.
Run.
Run.
Run!
They're coming!
Find an escape.
Hurry!
You don't have time.
Wait!
Turn around-
Push him!
Kick him!
Do something!
He's grabbing you!
Protect yourself!
He's taking it out!
Hurry!
Scream!
...
How come everything is still?
Hey, move.
What are you doing?
What's this?
Why's it wet here?
Your shirts dirty.
Did somebody spilled something?
How come my voice isn't working?
Hey.
Help.
Wait.
Ugh, it hurts.
Something hurts.
It hurts to breathe.
Is somebody holding unto my neck?
What?
What's going on?
Hey let go.
It hurts.
Why?
Why can't I breathe?
Somebody's hurting me.
Help.
Somebody help!
Something's happening.
Somebody...
I'm...
scared.
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Blue Hearts 2k16 (My Collection of Poems And Short Stories)
PoetryThis is a collection of some poems and short stories that I've written. This was actually an assignment in class, but I thought I wanted to share it with everybody. (I'm really sorry, I'm not very good with writing poems and I can only write in repe...
