Title: The shadow
by Debbie | in writing, poetry
The shadow that appeared before her, it's greyish, white colour frightened her.
Nowhere to go or hide, it was always there. Waiting for her at the bus stop, when she was asleep.
Everywhere she went it was there, apart from one day, when she looked for it and saw that it wasn't there.
How joyful she was to know that it wasn't looking at her anymore, she jumped for joy for a second to find that it was back again in a matter of minutes.
She was unhappy she would have to wait until next year for it to happen again.
""The moon""
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