I walked her home as usual.
"Now you have to head back in the dark alone, aren't you scared of the dark?" She asked.
I smiled, "Not at all." Just kidding. Hell yeah I am scared as fudge.
These dark woods petrify me more than you can imagine. Random crunches of tree branches, shadows in the corner of my eyes. The tiniest rustling in the bush had my imagination run wilder than horses. Serial killers, robbers, rapists, dangerous drunk, monsters etc.
I'm a coward you see…
But my fear of losing you is far greater than my fear of these woods.
Out of cowardice, I insist on seeing you home safely. I can't stand the thought of any harm inf