Alone in the dark he stared at me, peering out from behind the trees. I did not see him but felt his glare, we were all warned to be aware. He licked his lips and closed on in, feeling a feast was about to begin. As I turned I saw my fate, knowing now it was all too late. Mr Wolf had finally found a little child not safe nor sound. But as I scream my final breath, he decides today no death. He pinned me down, looked in my eyes, telling me no one will hear my cries. He made a promise, sealed my fate. Just one more year he has to wait. For when he feasts on me next year he would like to have me poisoned with fear. Oct 31 Hello Darkness, My Old Friend.