First Campaigner Challenge: 4th Campaign

Okay, for the First Campaigner Challenge for the Writers Platform Building, I took a stab at a poem. I haven't written a children's tale in a long time. It felt good to do so. Enjoy.

Mina B.

Nothing

A shadow crept across my wall. 

I swore it was nothing, nothing at all.

A shapeless mass tricked by light,

I ignored its visage, dismissed it outright.

I affirmed it was nothing, nothing at all;

yet I starred at that vision as it clung to my wall.

Attempting to relax, I snuggled in my bed,

My eyes locked on the darkling, as it snuck towards my head.

What I thought was nothing…nothing on my orange wall;

was now indeed something, something terrifying after all.

I shut my eyes tight, pretending to sleep;

Until the haunting image jumped on me in one great leap.

My eyes flew open, trying to snatch a peak,

I prayed I’d keep it together, hoping I wouldn't shriek

The being then breathed in my ear and I felt a wet lick.

I shuddered involuntarily; the sensation made me sick.

The beast then bounced on my now buried head. 

My heart pounded furiously until I realized it was my dog, Fred.

“Go to sleep, Fred” I cried, feeling irritated.

Fred cuddled next to me, comfortable and elated.

My something was nothing…like I originally stated.

All was well again and then everything faded.