Night Crawlers©
Copyright 2013
By Felina Silver Robinson
Sitting in a chair in the corner of a dark room
It’s quiet and I’m all alone
I hear the floor boards talking to each other
Something seems to be crawling slowly up my left leg
I slap my leg as if a fly was upon it
The slight sting brings a little pain
My mind goes back to the sound of the talking floor boards
The wind smacks branches against the stained window
Something howls out yonder
Suddenly the hair at the nape of my neck stands firmly
The room is suddenly cold
So cold I see my breath before me
Now sitting opposite me is a woman
A tall slender woman now smiles back at me
Her eyes are darkened but her hair is gleaming
Suddenly something comes creeping out of the right side of her mouth
She starts laughing and falls to the floor
And the red dress she was wearing lies empty on the floor
The dark room is darker no more
The coldness has been replaced with warmth
The creepy crawler slithers through the small hole in the window
The wind is now absent as is the beastly howling
and I feel safe again but for how long
The Writings of Felina Silver Robinson 