She stares with the worst of intentions;
eyeing the victim up and down.
Her eyes are a rollercoaster to say the least.

Whisper?
No, she’s never quiet.
“Give me food”. “Don’t talk to me”. “Get out of my way”.
These are the things she speaks on a regular bases.

Fun?
I’m not sure she knows what that is.
She likes to play games, but not the fun kind.
She will sneak up on you in the same way a fearless bear walks through the woods.
Quiet and steady.
And you are the paranoid deer who sees a bear in the woods.
Jumpy and bug eyed.

Judgemental?
That’s one way to describe her.
After all,
she stares with the worst of intentions.