The Dark Figure

When I was about 14 or 15
I use to be home a lot,
a lot by myself at night.
My mother did not get home
until 8 or 9 at night,
and the same with my sister.
So every time I was home
I just sat there feeling like,
like I was being watched
from all sides.
If I moved I would start
seeing things that I knew
they were not real.
But when I made my way,
my way to the hallway there was
always this dark figure that was bigger than me.
It seemed like it was at least 8 or 9 feet tall
carrying a sludge hammer.
Now if you were me what would you have done
just stand there or run for your life.
Well me I ran for my life
because I had a weak heart at the time,
at the time I would of died from my own
fears just because of The Dark Figure.