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The Night Time Shadows

The Night Time Shadows

When the night falls,
And everything is dark, 
I feel like I am being watched from afar. 
I hear noises from left to right, 
I sometimes think I’m going mad! 
Suddenly I see eyes staring straight at me, 
Burning deep down into my soul. 
I may try to hide, 
But the eyes follow me, 
Every step I take,
They are right behind me. 
The feeling of a presence nearby awakens me, 
As I open my eyes,
My cat is peering into my innermost self,
And I realise, 
That those eyes,
Are the eyes of my nightmares! 

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Jason Brown

You paint the scenario and build up the tension very well.
Nicely paced and well written.

Perhaps you should get a dog...they're much less scary!!

Welcome to Cosmofunnel.

J ;)

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Joy Brouillard

I love animals haha, I have 3 labradors and 3 cats ??❤️

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Nigel Cresswell...

cats are scary and that comes over perfectly here. Cats in ancient Egypt were gods, gods are meant to be scary. You can't tell my cat she's not a god.

Welcome

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Tony Taylor

Wow.... that's pretty intense poetic prose there JOY!!..... the feline feminine!!..... well conceived and delivered!!......ALL STARS!!..... and..... WELCOME to COSMO!!.......LOVE and ROCKETS!!......T xo ?✳✴☀?

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