Alone
Walking alone
with no phone
hearing load voice
and that's making noise
I feel like someone is following me
iam scared from thinking who is he
ilost my way from the camp
because ihave losen my map
there's no way
it's a jungle there is no high way
I hear his legs
like I though it's small legs
istarted running
he is coming
and then somthing slapped me with his hand And some helicopters land
and they said come
and I started to run
ummm iam sorry that's my sister are you scared
its just an big cockroach in my sisters room that she heard
with one hit
with my shoe and that's it
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