I watch in wonder as the Beast creates unnatural sounds. Horrible noises begin to emit from its mouth. But still, I stand there in shock and terror. What has he done? Fear has started to take control. In that fearful moment, I choose flight over fight and speed away, hoping against hope that the Beast doesn't catch em, but it does. It holds me between those massive, unnatural paws. This is it. The end of the line, all because my instincts possessed me. Damn instincts.
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Poems and Short Stories
RandomJust a bunch of poems and short stories I've written over the years compiled into one volume. Some poems and stories may not be suitable for young ages. Trigger warnings for self-harm and suicide.
