Alone

Alone

What is that noise?

Is it a footfall?

No, it can’t be.

That’s silly.

I’m alone.

What’s that?

Is that my breathing?

Do I breathe that loud?

I must.

After all, I’m alone.

Why am I shivering?

There must be a draft.

That’s it.

It’s a draft.

It is winter.

Wait, is someone calling me?

Whose voice is that?

It must be the neighbors since,

I’m alone.

There it is again.

I swear that someone

is calling my name.

Can’t be that.

I have to shrug it off;

since I’m alone.

I feel a tickle on my shoulder.

Is it a spider, a roach?

It can’t be a hand.

After all, I’m alone.

Help me!

I feel a tearing pain

in my throat!

Why is it dark?

I don’t need to be afraid.

I’ll put on the lights.

It shouldn’t matter that

I’m alone.

Where are the lights?

Why can’t I move?

What is this box?

It can’t be what it seems.

It is!

I’m alone.

[The End]

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