Writing Prompt

Wicked

By: Scott Reinwand

Crawling on all fours.

Head tick, tick, ticking.

Nails sharp on the floors.

Talons click, click, clicking.

Heads up, up in the rafters.

Bodies dead on the ground.

They’re drip, drip, dripping.

Hand around your throat.

Skin is rip, rip, ripping.

Quiet, sh, sh shh.

It comes out at night.

Don’t want it coming for you.

I heard it’s got eyes deep in its head.

Flesh with a s...

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Most know about this well because they’ve experienced it them selfs others know

From the Michigan chiller books you seen in libraries or school

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I believe there ...

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As long as I thought it would.

It lodged in my subconscious

And Colonised my anticipation.

But in real time I realised

the Bad Thing could not last forever

and has no more stamina

than better things, everydays.

It’s only fuel

was the power I offered it....

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The creature only stayed in the fores...

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𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘮; 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘤𝘵, 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘢𝘬, 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘢𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵.

Only when there is death is there truly life. Only ...

The night terrors

And the mirror

Each represent something terrible.

Or so she believes.

Thunder booms

As water pours,

Her heart guns

And it can’t be ignored.

Right before she hides,

She feels arms around her side.

This happens every night,

Her terrors and thunder gives her a freight.

Year on and year on

She wished she saw his face but he never showed even a small trace....

There’s a monster

Only I know

It comes out at night

Softly creeping

There’s a monster

Unseen

Jumps on me so quickly

Strangling my cries with a hit

This monster comes

Each night

Teasing me

Taunting me

And each time I’m left

Broken

Sobbing

A wreck

But a survivor.

…

…

…

…

But there are nights

There are nights

Where the monster is not alone

It comes with a friend

Now, this friend, this fr...

Skin like leather

Wings of a bat

Talons sharp

Eyes pitch black

The moon comes out

So do they

In search for dinner

Humans are their prey

With sharp fangs

They rip and tare

Try to fight back

If you dare...