Dancing Skeletons

Fear. Not the kind that makes your teeth go clackity clack in a scary movie. Or the kind that make your eyes grow bigger than the moon. I mean the kind that makes you wake up sweating and shaking in the middle of the daylight when you weren't even sleeping.

What are you afraid of?

I'm not afraid of anything. Not furry, flying monsters. Not big dogs with slimy teeth and noisy barks. Not screechy loud cats with glowing eyes. Not skeletons that dance in the night with their bones that knock together and make everyone scream. Not even a big stage with all the hot blue lights on me and the people clapping with cameras. Me? I'm not afraid of anything. Except clocks that go too fast.

I miss you.