All Gone
By William C
Published 4 August 2023
In the disgusting depths of the freshwater, lurking in the shadows, lives a giant Freshwater Crayfish, lying on the rocky rivulet.
I wait for my prey to come out of hiding, legs bent and getting ready to pounce.
I get lured into a circle of monsters and I’m as scared as a mouse in a mouse trap.
Cans and bottles surround me, plastic wrap suffocating me, I’m trapped, alone and scared, there’s no escape this time.
Heart pounding, pulse pumping, pincers swirling and twirling, slicing and dicing.
Vision goes blurry, senses fail me, it will be impossible to survive.
Suddenly, a warm hand tugs at my deep blue body and I can breathe again, this was the closest time yet.
Don’t let it happen again.