Afraid of the Dark

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Am I asleep?
It's dark,
my eyes haven't yet adjusted.
I can't move,
am I dreaming?
This is my room,
but I can only move my eyes.
I can't move,
what's wrong with me? 
My closet door is open halfway and
seems to be sliding open.
What's moving it?
It seems to being opening,
a pit of darkness stretches out from inside the closet.
Suddenly it shrinks back into the closet as I look away and
look around the room.
It closes back up.
I look around then to my bedroom door.
It's closed,
no,
it starts to creak open and
darkness pours into my room,
spreading up onto the ceiling,
down on the carpet,
and towards my bed.
It swallows my room and
makes its way above my head where I could've sworn I saw something.
A face?
No,
Just a head form and
lean down to face me.
I blinked and
it leaned away.
Falling back to the hallway,
where it came from.
From the darkness.


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