Eye

The room is dark. The hall was cold. The light wasn't turning on. I felt like a two year old, cringing on my two year old legs. The hair on the back of my neck stood up and jumped off. I saw one eye, one green eye. Not two, but one green eye. Moving back and forth, this way and that, jumping like my heart jumping out of my chest. An eye, monstery. A shape, wait, no shape! Just an eye.