The Host

They say I'm brave, but they don't know me.

The fear runs through my veins constantly.

I shut my eyes tight, wishing my hardest that what you can't see couldn't possibly hurt you.

But what do you do when the demons are inside you?

I keep on running, trying to escape these creatures and images. They seem to keep gaining speed while I inevitably slow down each second.

They're coming for me.

I sit down, light up, and patiently wait.
The fear has taken over.

They're here.