So, I don't know where this came from, but I just felt I needed to write it. I think of it Ray's POV but you can think of it anyways you want. I haven't written anything in a while so sorry if I'm a little rusty.
Fear
Fear comes in many forms.
It's the creaking of your house late at night.
It's the thing that crawls up your arm with eight legs.
It's the last step at the top of the stairs that isn't really there.
But, none of these things scare me.
Fear is everywhere.
When your alone, it lurks in the darkness.
It's in the back seat of your car when your driving home.
It's the thought of being fallowed
What scares me is death.
Fear has only one purpose
When fear seeps in all self control is lost.
It can make you do anything it wants.
It can even make you hurt your friends.
Not my death. But the death of loved ones.
Fear is controlling.
It makes your heart beat as fast as a race horse runs.
It makes you scream till your lungs are raw.
It makes you wish for death.
Because death has the power to leave me utterly alone.
The End
