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A child's Fear
Mommy is gone.
She went to the store,
and said she'd be back,
as fast as she could.
Mommy left me alone,
to watch my TV.
The TV got boring,
So I went to my bedroom,
to play with my toys.
I was picking out a cute dress,
for Barbie to wear on her date,
when I heard a creak.
Was Mommy home?
I decided to check.
I walked past Mommy's door,
shut tight so I couldn't get in.
I walked by the bathroom,
the one with the sink,
that was too high to reach.
I walked by the stairs that led to the basement,
that was dark and creepy.
I walked past the kitchen,
that was still too big for me.
How many times had I wanted a snack,
a snack I couldn't reach?
Into the living room I went,
the place I had watched TV,
and I looked out the window,
to find Mommy still gone.
The sun had went down,
and my thoughts began to swirl.
What had that noise been?
I heard it again.
I felt a tightening in my chest,
and I knew the panic was rising.
I ran to my room and cried,
my breaths coming faster and faster.
Was that a shadow of a woman I saw?
Had Mommy lied about my closet?
Because it definitely looked,
like a monster inside.
I screamed for Mommy,
but she didn't come,
so I hid under the blankets,
and prayed the monsters wouldn't see me.
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I have been afraid of the dark and being alone for the longest time. The older I got the worse it seemed to be. Eventually the fear escalated into full blown panic attacks. This poem shows a child's fear when her mother is gone. I hope people will read this and realize fear is all in your mind and that sometimes you have to believe and hope for it to get better before it really does.