Calamity

• Catherine Davis, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2004

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1. I slide in through the window, soundlessly, cautiously
2. To creep from door to door
3. I hear a noise from somewhere afar
4. And instantly drop to the floor

5. I scan my surroundings to find my target
6. And see the path is clear
7. I bolt down the hall but am followed quickly
8. As I pull off all my gear

9. I look again towards my quarry
10. And see the smallest gap
11. As I dodge from here to there
12. I feel a hand upon my back

13. I turn to see the piercing eyes
14. And see the tiniest smirk
15. “Grounded” said Mum
16. “For nocturnal activities and for not doing your homework”