When you find them, your entire effing world changes; and everything gets better.

Jumpscare
A cool breeze races through the trees
carrying the whispers they share
The grass bending in ripples
like water smooth and fair
Nerve shearing sounds
sharpens your senses
Swift movements turn
you towards the noise
Emptiness fills your view
nothing in sight but the dewy hue
Turning back thinking all is well
not knowing about the cursed bell
Monstrous eyes make your
bones quake and
your muscles freeze
Heart rate quickens
faster and faster
Closer and closer
you come...

Eyes closed 
hear the wind blow past your ears
hear the rustle in the pines
The patter of the leaves
hear the faint yes determined rush of the river
Hear the way the grass bends
and the way the trees waltz.

Hands down
feel the dirt beneath you
feel the sun on your skin