Fear

Muscles tense, eyes shifting 'round.

Throat tight, stomach full of knots.

 

I run faster and faster...

'Have to keep going.'

 

I look behind me;

It's getting closer.

 

I run faster and faster...

I let out a sob.

 

I can feel it closing in...

It pounces on me.

 

I look into it's red eyes

And I feel nothing but fear

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