• I looked behind me,
    And my eyes windend,
    in shock, and terror,
    Someone, or something,
    was standing in the doorway,
    Of my dark room,
    Something moved in it's hand,
    and my heart started to accelerate,
    I didn't know what it was,
    but, I thought I had seen,
    a trigger of a gun,
    I stayed still,
    dead still in the night,
    I was probaly going to die,
    If I moved,
    even blinked,
    I sat there,
    In an Uncomfortable position,
    for what seamed like forever,
    My heart was pounding in my cheast now,
    I blinked,
    my eyes could not stay open any longer,
    and when I did,
    the black figure was gone,
    and in the doorway,
    stood nothing,
    I blinked once more