Silence

Silence.

Nothing.

I hear none and make none.

All alone in this dark, lonely place.

Being alone in the lonely darkness,

Ones imagination can…

Scratch, scratch, scratch

What was that?

Scratch, scratch, BANG, scratch, scratch

Clawing, scratching, banging noises

Ripping, tearing, cracking sounds.

I curl into myself

Trying to escape the horror!

A door opens.

A face appears.

All ugly and gnarled.

Screaming my head off,

White noise fills my ears!

Arms envelope me

I squirm to free myself.

Harder, they squeeze.

I…can’t…BREATHE!!!

A voice,

A whisper.

I strain to hear,

“I love you,” It says.

Releasing me from its grip.

In silence, there I stood.

I turn to see a face,

But he leaves, without a trace.