Thief by Hoanghung Vancong

Running through the night,

Heart beating fast with fear

It’s dark and it’s quiet;

There’s no sound to hear,

Except the thumping of feet

As I try to escape

He’s gaining on me

I think it’s too late

I can hear him get closer

He’s about to attack

I run into the forest

Leaves rustle, twigs crack

He’s such a big man

How can he move so fast?

My night was so peaceful

Until I took out the trash

I feel a punch to my head

I trip and I fall

He stands over me

Looking horrifically tall

He holds a knife to my throat

I can feel the blade: razor-sharp

He says, “Give me your wallet

Before I cut out your heart”

Then I awoke from my dream

I was safely in bed

My alarm clock was blaring,

Blinking 6:30 in red