Darkness

Darkness

Sophia Boxold, Creative Writing Editor

Darkness

When I go to bed

I turn off the light

I think in my head

Will something give me a fright?

 

I see a shadow 

On the wall

Is it something bad

Or nothing at all?

 

Is it a chair

Or something else

I swear something moved

Over by my shelf

 

I feel the shadows

Closing in

I go turn on the light

It is so bright

 

I realize now

That it was just

My imagination 

In a rush

 

There really is nothing

That can harm me here

I am safe

With nothing to fear