She was only eight.
Sleeping,
she awoke to a strange noise.
"Who's there?"
She wanted to ask
but was afraid.
Under her sheets,
her face to the wall,
she waited.
Her imagination took over
as she closed her eyes.
"Only monsters come out in the night."
She told herself.
"And monsters hurt little girls."
YOU ARE READING
Voiceless (Older Version)
General FictionWhat happens in the dark remains in the dark. What is never voiced will remain unheard. How long will you remain voiceless before it destroys you? ~First published on Textnovel.com~
