Steps!

There are twenty-seven of them I count every time I am forced to climb either up or down. Twenty-seven in each direction. Twenty-seven times the hairs ripple along my neck. Twenty-seven creaking, squeaking, moaning and groaning steps. Twenty-seven down to the basement door. Twenty-seven up to the living room floor. Twenty-seven chances to fall twenty-seven bounces just like a ball. Twenty-seven cries within my mind. Twenty-seven times I feel muscles bind. Twenty-seven breaths I cannot take. Twenty-seven crashes I pray not to make. Twenty-seven steps and them I run free. The twenty-seven STEPS no longer hold me!