The doorknob rattles
The door squeaks as it slowly opens
I feel the presence of the eyes gleaming on me
My heart pounds so loud
Can the eye's master hear me?
Could it be a robber?
Kidnapper?
Indian?
Lion?
Snake?
Who could it be?
I can't bare it any longer!
I slowly open my eye
Oh! It's just my mom checking on me.
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Cassy Taberna
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-stranger-11/
