So there’s this scratching noise under the trailer I work in

I could have sworn that it was dead

But there is this awful scratching

And it just won’t stop

I only meant to hide it

I didn’t think that my family would approve of what I did

It’s just so much easier to hide the truth, and then explain the facts

But this scratching noise

Its almost like whatever it is, is trying to claw their way threw the floor

The sound keeps on getting louder

And it moves around

Maybe it’s just an animal

I don’t know

But the only animals around that I’ve seen are rabbits and raccoons

And nothing that I can think of would create such a loud thud

Like the one I heard a few minutes ago

I’m starting to get worried

I don’t know what to do

Maybe if I just take a peek

But what if whatever it is tries to attack me

Maybe I should call someone

But then they may question my panic

Or ask me to describe what’s happened the past few days

I don’t know what I’ll say

How do I explain what I did?

Maybe I should just take care of it myself

But then again, I may leave a trail

It took forever cleaning up after the last "incident"

And I really do like what I’m wearing

I’d hate to ruin it

And this sweater cost so much

Wait what I am thinking

I can’t keep them

I’ll have to throw them away afterwards

I cant I can’t

I can’t leave anything behind

To connect me to it

They must be destroyed

And whatever remains must be scattered

The farther away the better

If someone was to find out

If someone realized it was me who

Oh god what have I done

What will I do?

If only that god damn scratching would stop

I'd be able to think of something

STOP DAMN IT!