My Friend the Dark Shadow

Turn my back, the shadow darts
Spinning around, the creature is gone
Looking away, I see darkness move
Walking swiftly, I hear two heartbeats
Pausing to listen, one of them dies
Stepping forward, my steps are echoed
Holding my breath, still hearing the shadows
Reaching along the wall, my hand grasps for the switch
The room floods with light,
And my friend, the dark shadow, is gone.
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Written in the dark early hours of the morning during a time when darkness terrified me.