Icicles tingle down my spine.
Reflection in mirror, isn’t mine.
Entangled in cobwebs, taste of decay.
Smell of pipe smoke, starting to pray.
Hide from shadows, was that breath on my neck?
Whispered questions, corners to check.
Peer into blackness to see the unseen.
Creak of floorboards where others have been.
Jump at warm contact, swat at a gnat
At last find the light switch and swear at the cat.
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I walked into the darkness looking all around the room holding on tight to the bar stuck to the wall sceard to let go suddenly I felt a cold wind when no windows or doors were open locked in...
And then I came up from the basement. Slowly one step at a time in eager anticipation. Opening the door as I reach the top. Walking out into the open: head aloft. Faces look familiar yet strange.
His blackened eyes spoke to me, alluring me towards the trap, melting me like butter, leaving me defenceless.
Here I am---again.
We slowly climbed the old wooden ladder and peered into the dark and gloomy attic room. I looked over at Peter. His eyes were wide open, he was breathing fast.
My hands come up empty. Not a single hand to hold. Everyone just upped and left me. I don't even know what went wrong. But it's the darkness that scares me. That keeps me wide eyed tonight.
Last night was very strange I felt a little afraid God only knows why Or how my fear was made.
Leave a word in the comments. Slowly the boy walked blindfolded towards the door and realised it was a trap. He stood crying because he hurt hisself.
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