Fear/Anticipation

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
I had to write a description of an emotion without using the word itself.

Submitted: July 27, 2014

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She sits on the floor studying the wallpaper. It is dirty, stained and torn.  She sits waiting; aware of every movement, step, and sound and with every creek of the house her heart begins to beat faster.  Her breathing is audible from behind the door while she sits waiting. Each tick of the clock tells her that a second has gone by and the time is almost here.  Her heart begins beating along with the clock, tick beat beat, tick beat beat, tick beat beat, tick beat beat.  Suddenly she hears the footsteps coming towards her and she begins to panic.  She stands up, breaking the gaze between her and the wall.  She paces back and forth in the small room, checking the locked door again. There is no sign of her getting out.  The walls begin closing in on her. She feels so cramped, so trapped, tick beat beat step step, tick beat beat step step, tick beat beat step step, tick beat beat step step.  The door knob begins to slowly turn.  A beam of light makes its way through the tiny crack in the doorway and onto the floor.  The beam grows as the door creaks open.  A hand finds the girl and grabs her by the shoulder, pulling her out of the cramped room. 


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