Lost in the woods, scared and alone,

Running away, from my only home.

Sprinting along, as fast as I could,

I came to a halt, and there I stood.

There I saw a monster in pain,

Playing a waiting game,

Waiting alone until its life comes to an end,

“What a tragic death, my friend” I hear,

As I turn around I’m struck with fear,

For yet another monster has appeared.

It must have been trying to heal its fellow,

But sadly now he joins the rest below.

Escaping from the scene in quite a dash,

Cause it appeared that I had quite a rash,

A rash red with blood, I ran as fast as I could,

And escaped the mysterious wood.