4 October 2012
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
©Kim Brown 4th October 2012
The Derelict House • Opuss № I