It

It shook me to the core.
This was the first time I knew that real evil existed.
I was quiet and I sat there like a child on the brink of crying,
in those moments that you do not know what to think.
I felt it.
It came near me and sickness filled my stomach like bad water
from a garden hose. My thoughts were to cry out to God , to
scream in terror but I couldn’t.
It touched me.
It laid over me like a cold, wet, towel covering my shell.
I only knew I needed to escape. Everything in that moment
told me to run but I remained petrified and unable to move.
It spoke to me.
My heart sank, I felt like I was going to pass out then in an instant;
It was gone.
Leaving me with my sour stomach and the hair raised on the
back of my neck.
Finally my flesh let loose a sigh,
I wept.