Eyes Wide With Fear?

Recently, the new semester started at my high school. We all know what that means...new classes! Yay! (This is great news when you are switching from AP Calculus to Off-Campus Study Hall. Or from Honors US History II to Painting & Drawing. Sadly, this is the kiss of death when you are changing from International Cooking to AP Latin V.)
Luckily for me, I am now taking creative writing second period. Woo-hoo! Some may roll their eyes and think, "Wow! Who would ever think a teenager would like to write more than absolutely necessary? 'Teenager likes essays' sounds almost sounds as strange as 'five-year-old boy enjoys taking long showers and eating spinnach.'"
Well, I like writing. So ha. Right now, in class, we're working on writing poetry. I thought I might try and frighten you with a bit of scary verse. Enjoy!
(But please, Ned, only call your mother if you are really, REALLY scared. Like if it is an absolute necessary emergency. She got a little bit upset the last time you inturupted bingo when you called her after you got spooked when your favorite sweatshirt shrunk in the dryer. Okay?)

Darkness

glistening moon

casts a milky

pathway

on the clearing

midnight sky

illuminated

wind crackling

gravel crunching

underfoot

trees trembling

in agony

the figure steps out of the shadows.