Footsteps echo close behind
Fear creeps slowly up my spine
Trepidation alerts my senses
Shadows dance along the fences
Breathing heavy mine or theirs
Heart rate spiking stand up hairs
Rasping breath now joins my own
Close enough to chill my bones
Want to run but legs are lead
Muscles soaked with fear and dread
Only thoughts are of escape
Why did I come out so late?
~The H Word~ by Hazel Urquhart 
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