SCARY SHADOWS
In the corner of my room, when I
was 8 years old – shadows would
dance, play and try to kill each
other. They’d often whisper my name!
They moved, acting out my fears and
the abuse that had happened to me
over the years. Flickering, swaying and
sometimes creeping toward me!
Some pretended to be my shadow
and others took the forms of my
frequent abusers to mimic beatings
and unspeakable sinister acts!
Only turning on my room light would
banish them…but getting caught
wasting electricity would get me a
beating or much worse touches!
One night, in desperation, I asked…
“Can I join you in your evil?”








Mornings in Australia are always better when I read your posts.
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I’m glad you enjoy them. Thanks for commenting! It’s a positive stroke that fuels my creativity.