I really don’t understand why girlsjoin girl scouts. You do stuff that teaches you stuff, and you get badges. Thats it! BORING! (no offence to girl scouts) I probably shouldn’t be talking about girl scouts like this. I mean, my sister is a girl scout and my mom is a leader. But really, I don’t see any fun so far. Oh well.
Since I have been reading so much Egar Allen Poe in school, I decided to try to write a creepy poem myself. It probably isn’t very good, but oh well.
I walk through the bustling streets of a big city. I see the bright lights of the tall buildings that meet the starry sky. I walk through the crowds of laughing people, and smile.
But as I walk, the crowds thin, and the lights dim. Soon, I can only see some old buildings with cold, broken empty windows. I feel my hands freeze over. I feel a shudder creep up my spine. I light suddenly lights up and I see in front of me my shadow falling across the ground.
My eyes slowly, glide to one side, soon, my head follows. then my waist. I whirl around to see what may lie behind me.
Two bright lights shine in my eyes, they blind me. I hear a growling, like a giant beast. I turn and run. The growl turns to a roar of an engine. I cannot look back.
The nook ahead, it stopped everything, the one crack in the sidewalk.
I fall. The ground speeds up to meet me so fast I barley register. I lift my head, my hands reach up to my face. I feel the warm, sticky blood all over my hands. I hear a door slam. I look to see a tall, frowning man illuminated by the the two bright lights. His face is contorted with menace. Dark, greasy hair nearly covers his eyes which glow with a fiery passion for death.
I look at him with horror as he lifts his gun, I look into the eyes and see a slight familiarity, but before I can tell who he is, I hear the bang of the gun, and I am gone.
I am soaked with sweat. My sheets are twisted, and I am in tears. I look up at the picture of him on my room wall, and scream.
Well then, hope you enjoyed it.
Buh Bye!
