Under the covers
We held a torch to our face
Laughing as we go,WOOOOOOOOO
Within the walls of this scary place
We are brave
Sitting here in this derelict house
It's like a scene from a movie
Would a ghostly figure pounce?
Cobwebs and dust
Eerily in every nook and cranny
The torch our friend
Held by hands so cold and clammy
The laughing
From 4 scared yet excited friends
Interrupted by a scream
The daring frolic comes to an abrupt end
The torches
Frantically dart in all directions
The light in their hand
A false sense of protection
The screams
Make the walls shudder
The friends run for their lives
The outside dark now their safe cover
Β©Kim Brown 4th October 2012
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