It

Its not really a poem. Its the beginning of a story I wrote.

It creeps along the passage.DIE!
You look behind you. You can feel it looking at you. But your not sure where from. You begin to run. Faster. Faster. You let out a sigh. As you reach the top of the cave.I said DIE!' Your frozen in horror.Its hand creeps around your neck. You tug away from it and run. Faster. Faster. As you reach the cliff. You don't take the chance of looking back. You just jump. As you scream you can hear it saying your name.' Mary, where are you?' I know I'll find you. As you land into the water you have a feeling of security for a moment until you can feel it tugging at your hair. You try to scream but your lungs fill with water. It drags you out. As it peers at you you notice its eyes big and yellow like a cats, its mouth wide and gaping with jagged teeth, its dead smile. Before you can try to scream for help it leans forward and whispers in your ear.I said I'd find you.