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Them
She moves around with caution
Never knowing when "They" may appear
Anxiety has been setting in
She knows "There" real
Everyone is telling her "There" not
She'll witness "Them" from the corner of her left eye
"They" look like little children whispering
At times "They'll" look directly at her and giggle
The faces are distorted
Kind of like a blurred photograph
Several times she caught a few words "They" were saying
On some occasions "They've" asked her about playing outside or wanting to watch tv or to eat a snack
When she would reply back "They" would usually run away or disappear
"They" are never an arms reach or in her face
Several times when she goes to bed, "They'll" be at the end of her bed looking directly at her
This has kept her awake for many nights
She has accepted "Them"
"They" don't trouble her as much anymore
The "Others" as of late are not so friendly.
To be continued...
Never knowing when "They" may appear
Anxiety has been setting in
She knows "There" real
Everyone is telling her "There" not
She'll witness "Them" from the corner of her left eye
"They" look like little children whispering
At times "They'll" look directly at her and giggle
The faces are distorted
Kind of like a blurred photograph
Several times she caught a few words "They" were saying
On some occasions "They've" asked her about playing outside or wanting to watch tv or to eat a snack
When she would reply back "They" would usually run away or disappear
"They" are never an arms reach or in her face
Several times when she goes to bed, "They'll" be at the end of her bed looking directly at her
This has kept her awake for many nights
She has accepted "Them"
"They" don't trouble her as much anymore
The "Others" as of late are not so friendly.
To be continued...
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