Tuesday, 13 April 2010

29

Relaxed isn't a word when things whisper in the night.
Calm isn't how you feel when something covers your eyes.
Let me take you on a journey on what the dead are really like.
Maybe it will make you scared, or maybe make you think.

A young girl was reading her book before bed.
She lay snug in her pillows resting her head.
She put the book away and turned her light out.
She held onto her teddy, the one with the snout.

For ten minutes she lay not going to sleep.
It was just about then the dead started to creep.
A simple word "YOU!" whispered in her ear.
The faint breeze of their breath, how she began to fear.

She daren't move an inch incase it was still there.
It came from the side of the bed, but it has gone to where?
A shadow comes closer, tries to hide her eyes.
Her heart beating quick, her mind telling her there lies.

An instinct inside her made her switch on the light.
She knew for a fact she couldn't stay for the night.
To her parents room she ran with haste.
Thinking to herself "Oh I hate this place!"

So downstairs mother and child slowly go.
The child feeling worried incase the ghost will show.
Yet asleep on the couch is where she stays.
The little ghost doesn't care...




In her room it still plays.

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