SHADOWS
SHeryl
has always been the nervous, and working the night shift at the all night diner
in the warehouse district never helped.
And
anytime she would hear a story on the radio of another woman being brutally
raped her mind went wild thinking she’d be his next victims.
Damn, she would think, wondering when this would stop and the sicko get arrested.
OWning
no car meant she had to walk the two lonely blocks to catch the all night bus
home.
S
hadows is what she feared most; because strange SHADOWS meant someone could be walking
behind her, someone ready to possibly have his way with her until she would be
safe on her bus going home.
It's interesting that shadows can be both comforting and chilling. I feel Sheryl's terror as she considers the absolute worst that could happen.
ReplyDeleteTHANKS for stopping by and leaving your comment
DeleteI don't know if all women have this fear (or some level of anxiety) when alone briefly where shadows lurk...or even getting on an elevator where a sole male is already there. *sigh* Felt your writing.
ReplyDeleteTHANKS for leaving your comment. If you sensed the fear Sheryl had then I've succeeded it communicating the emotion felt felt going home after work.
DeleteCreepy story and I know the feeling. My mother constantly tries to warn my younger sister of walking late at night in dark streets; our street is quite dark and I hate that.
ReplyDeleteGood story and I like how you mixed the prose with the acrostic form
Keep on writing.
THANKS for the feedback and I'm glad you got the message/feelings I endeavored to create of women working late in order to pay the bills and survive.
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