Title: Monster
by Liah from Essex | in writing, fiction
I watch and stare.
They glare back with their darting eyes.
My heart beats faster.
Their's grow darker.
I start running.
They start running.
They are behind me.
I have got something they want.
They crave for it, they live on it.
I do not know who they are.
And they do not know me.
Who can this monstrous thing be?
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