I Fear the Moment Before
I'm afraid a monster will taunt me with delight during this storm. The rain picks up then mellows out every now and again. When it stops I hear tinkering in the garage.If I encounter that thing, I am prepared. I just have to decide if I want it to take me or not.
Everything always seems like the moment before.
A women runs up the stairs and stumbles before the man yanks her.
I fear fumbling up the stairs.
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