Disclaimer- I own only the Plot and the Poem and the OCs, everything else belongs to Anthony Horowitz
She is a loner
Who keeps to herself
For she has very few friends
She enjoyed the crazy adventures
That were written to keep her entertained
But now they are no more
Those stories sit in a box
Getting covered with dust
Her creator sits in the dark
Hidden deep in the shadows
While creepy music plays in the background
If one was to look closely
Closely at her face
They would see the shadows
The shadows in her dead eyes
She keeps to herself
Hidden in the shadows
Slowly torturing herself
Shadows
Shadows are all she has
Her once hazel eyes
Which no longer shine
Shine with the happiness
Happiness that was once there
The creator slowly watches
Watches herself
Watches her life drown
Drown in a sea of tears
The shadows
The shadows
The shadows cover her
The Shadows take over her
Its pure torture
She screams
She cries
She shakes
She wants to hide
She wants to hide herself
Hide her pain
Her misery
But the Shadows
The shadows won't let her
The shadows hold secrets
The secrets to her almost miserable life
If she would just open her eyes
But her eyes remain closed
Frightened by her own-self
Scared that she has failed herself
The shadows have hidden her well
But now it is time to abandon them
Abandon her comfort zone
Her hide-away
Her fantasy
The shadows are no longer
They are no longer hers
The shadows slowly disappear
She scrambles for the darkness
She screams
As the morning sun rises
Its rays shine in
Through the dusty windows
And Her shadows you ask?
Well her shadows disappear
An: I know this chapter is short. But the poem which is mine is crucial and important to the rest of the story. I promise the next chapter will be some what longer. This is my first Alex Rider story so be nice and please no flames.