Predatory Emotions!
Tonight I'm staying home and watching T.V. because I'm sick of my friends and they are sick of me. I'm so tired of hearing about their problems... don't they know I have my own? Crap... there is nothing on this stupid box. I mean what do I care if he gets that promotion? Big deal he gets a dollar more and hour. I'm going to get a killer job when I move up north and...
What did I doze off? I must have but Leno is still on so it couldn't have been that long, hmm? It sure got cold and dark in here. What is going on outside?
A cold chill came over me and I slowly focused my tired eyes outside the door. A deep cold emerald green dim light called to me with longing and perseverance. I could feel my blood surging like the tides with long ribbons pulsing gently back and forth deep in the dark green light. Like any prey that is hunted I leaped! Then froze cowering behind the couch. Is that kelp? And there it was... a big black eye slowly sliding across the glass as to be peering in looking for me. I didn't breath... but the beating of my heart gave me away. A massive white shark looked right at me and I turned stone cold as if Medusa's eye was staring me down. Just as I thought I as going to crack and make a run for my room it vanished as fast as it appeared. I didn't move.
I stared at the back of my hands for what seemed like a minute then by instinct crawled to my room and hid under my covers. My blood was starting to move again as I thawed from the shock of fear. I slowly pulled the covers down and thought I must be dreaming but that didn't stop me from going to the closet and getting a shotgun. I couldn't load it... it was jammed, corroded, rotten from the sea. The sense of urgency built as I fumbled with the ammo. Then crack! The ceiling came down and the water filled the room like black oil I couldn't see a thing. I pulled myself into the closet and could feel the water thrash from the giant fish closing in on me. I needed air! I looked for the back of my hands again and only saw black. Then the shark somehow thrashed the water and the force yanked me back into the room. Scratching at the walls!
I screamed as I woke jumping up off the couch! Not even looking out the glass door I walked straight to my room and got in bed thinking, I don't even own a shotgun.