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Large white eyes,

with no pupil in the center

stare at me from across the room

as I move I know they follow

turning to watch me as I scramble

looking for an exit

She's small, with short hair

and a chilling grin

she looks so human

And I'm so frightened

My heart is freezing and my pulse slows

Coming so close to a stop

And yet, I still feel alive

Hyperaware and hypersensitive

To everything around me

But the only threat is her

She knows it, and so do I

I need to leave

Need to find safety

But by now my legs have turned to stone

Not literally

Mentally, I am about to break

literally

And her eyes get closer, though she isn't moving

And I realize with a frightening calm

That I'm moving towards her

An unknown force propelling me in her direction

And though I'm trying to fight it

My soul and body aren't connected anymore

And I watch the horror from above

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