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Dec 2013
On her feet
running,
sweat trickled down from her forehead,
to her neck,
down her *****.
The sweat line made a stop at her belly button
and continued after it filled her tiny button.
Down it continued,
running fast
till it got to her under-wear
that absorbed it all.

She was all alone in the heart of the thick forest,
wanting to get un-lost and needing some human company.
She stopped to get some air.
The forest had its usual features, tall trees, short trees, crawling plants and green things alike.
The night clouds wasnt putting on its pendant, the moon.
The trees waved,
the wind whistled quietly,
the frogs croaked
and the owls hooted.
It happened in that order
for a while.
Her legs, unstable
her eyes, hot and wide open
Her breath, in quick bursts
and her chest rising and falling in fear.
The night, pregnant with horror, death and evil

Soon all that made sounds ceased
Her heart paused for three seconds.
Then, she heard a roar
a deep, rich and mature roar.
She wanted to run
but her legs would not obey
She wanted to scream for help
but her throat was stuffed and numb.

The creature sensed her body heat
and followed the trail, running.
Its foot steps caused the ground to shake.
It found her
Eyeball to eyeball,
she and the creature.
Death was a few seconds away.
Hot ***** escaped her buttocks
Tears flowed
as she stood face to face with this monster
As she tried to summon courage to fight for her life,
the creature swallowed her quick
Her death was painless.
See what happens when we go running off on our own.
Courage is quite expensive to gather and retain.
Written by
Okoye Chude Maryanne  Nigeria
(Nigeria)   
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