The wind was strong and the dust blew viciously. <br />Walking on a dirt road, not sure of my destination. <br />I encountered a coyote standing in the distance. My <br />first thought was to turn and run and then I <br />realized that might not be a good idea. I slowly <br />walked, placing one foot quietly in front of the <br />other, while keeping my eye on the coyote. The <br />animal did not move, it stood in the same position. <br />Fearful as I was, I didn’t want the animal to know <br />my fear. I bravely took step after step and walked <br />toward the road. Finally I reached a crossing in <br />the road. When I turned to look back the coyote <br />was gone. At that point, I felt sure I was safe and <br />continued to walk down the road. When I <br />approached an old shack at the road clearing, I <br />noticed paw prints on the soft ground. Immediately <br />I thought, what animal made those prints, surely <br />it wasn’t the coyote that I encountered earlier, <br />certainly not, don’t be silly I thought to myself. <br />Once again I continued to walk forward. I could <br />feel butterflies in my stomach. What were those <br />prints on the ground. Trying not to think about it, <br />I began to walk faster and faster. Suddenly I <br />heard a noise, it sounded like a scratching noise <br />behind me. Oh what now, could that be the <br />coyote. My heart was racing and the sweat <br />poured down my face causing my eyes to sting. <br />My vision blurred by my perspiration, I was beside <br />myself and was feeling very sick to my stomach. <br />Never before, have I been so afraid, never so unsure <br />of myself. I wanted to run, but once again <br />wondered if the animal that was following me <br />might run and attack me.<br /><br />Melvina Germain<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/877-fear-of-the-unknown/
