A Haunting poem from author Christine Cunningham!

 

Haunted House
 

'Twas Halloween night

and all through the home

were scurries and scratchings

and whistles and moans.
 

I shook in the room

hunched over in fear.

I knew that my doom

was horribly near.
 

Thunder rumbled

and lightning flashed

I tried to run swiftly

and into a wall I crashed.
 

Evil chuckles

closed in from behind.

The impending terror

fooled with my mind.
 

A horrible scream

escaped my mouth.

Then a friendly

hand pulled me from a

Haunted House.
 

(This poem was inspired by the haunted houses I've attended this year. Spooky stuff!)

 

 

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