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Shadows creep across the room silently, stealthily, hiding imagined horrors that lurk, in the corner or behind the door of the wardrobe. The need to reach out and flick a switch is tempered by the fear of touching an unknown, or worse, something grasping your outstretched hand. Each creak and bump becomes, in your mind, a beast, a burglar, an ogre. A scurrying of mice or a phalanx of spiders bearing down on you. Paralyzed by fear, your mind cannot stop thinking of ghosts and ghouls and all things that crawl Cocoon yourself in the covers safety lies within solace from the greatest threat your own imagination. |
The mind most certainly does play havoc with our imagination and thoufgts......a well written piece from you. Frank. | Posted on 2009-11-15 00:00:00 | by Frank Maguire | [ Reply to This ] | |