Shadowed
Creaking.Creeping.I just can't shrug the thought of being watched.It's dark and cold outside.But it's even darker and colder inside.As the moonlight shines through my windows.Somehow I feel like it's safer outside than in my own house.I feel like the moon is my guardian through this lonely night.But something tells me that I won't be alone inside.That it wouldn't hurt to be inside.If it may,at the very least,I could only look back at the good moments and appreciate them.…