I am not the Slender Man.
Or the Pale Man,
Or the Tall Man
I am not a Wendigo
Or the Chupacabra.
I am the one you ignore on the streets.
The one you will never see coming.
The crooked old woman trudging behind you down a narrow alley.
The smudged girl playing hopscotch on a darkened sidewalk.
The watcher in your backyard, peeping through a window.
A champion for those you damaged.
The Sleek Shadow you should fear.
My reach is far, my fingers long.
I am coming for you.
Look behind you.
Or over your shoulder.
Or in your backyard.
And be afraid.
Lisa H. Owens
Picture of Lisa in her backyard at night
Nothing to fear but fear itself.
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