Always look back
Black and cold was the night
I fled from the scene of the fight
Something dark was following me
I wasn’t prepared and I couldn’t see
A werewolf pounced and locked me in his jaws
Then I felt him squeeze me in between his rough paws
Me being only a mere elf,
I screamed and screamed to save myself
My fear grew and grew
Until he saw a jack a lope and tore him right through
After that night
I lived in fright
Always being cautious of my surroundings
Making myself boundaries
I knew I was safe and sound
Until I finally turned around
This is one of the poems I wrote. Um... I hope you like it!
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