I see the shadow creep through the woods
With a weapon in it's hands
I hear a scream
I see a flash
Then the shadow begins to dash
It comes toward me with blood red eyes
Knowing my death is right around the corner
I scream and leap
But it does no good
The shadow grabes me and begins to pull
I now see the shiny knife start to rise
My life begins to fall apart
As it comes down into my haert
It's all over I'm done for now
It takes me in the woods and lies me down
Kicks me in the face to top my crown
He leaves me there to die to wether
I see the light coming toward me
Suddenly I hear on beeps
In the hospital I begin to weep
I've been practically killed
And now I'm alive
But the fear lives on that the shadow creeps
Coming out of the woods with a bloody sleep
*screams* EIGHT? I'm too scared to read the rest of your poems, if that's how good you were at eight, lol.