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Breath

Don't Turn Around Entry.

By Rain DayzePublished 6 months ago • 1 min read
Breath
Photo by Cedar Wheeler on Unsplash

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I was walking through the woods, you see.

When a feeling suddenly overcame me.

Stopping in my tracks, I think, "What the heck?"

And a burst of warmth breath hits my neck.

Shuddering, I realize someone's following me.

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My heart is pounding so hard that I can't think straight.

It's as though the woods were a trap and I was the bait.

Several bursts of breath come from behind.

A thousand thoughts race through my mind.

While I try to steady my gait.

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"Screw it!" I shout, before sprinting with all my might.

Panting and sweating, I pray that this doesn't last all night.

Wind slaps against my face.

As my stalker gives chase.

Breathing down my neck with wicked delight.

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About the Creator

Rain Dayze

Aspiring writer with a passion for spice, pets, and coffee. I've published through here before under a different name, but it's still me! I've got an alternative site for content: https://www.inkitt.com/angela5347

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    Written by Rain Dayze