He curls in the corner, Afraid of what will happen, Fearful and trembling, Looking at his scars,
'Thud! Thud! Thud! ', The footsteps near.Shaking even more,
He closes his eyes,
His door creaks open, Light spills in. A growl from the door, ...
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