30 May 2012
Sitting here by myself It's quiet as a mouse To no that no one is here In this rather huge house
I think I hear voices, Coming from over there I swear I'm not alone I never felt so scared
I suddenly see a movement I rub my eyes to see To only actually realise This thing staring back at me.
I sit there quiet No movement from me or they My hearts beating ever so fast I hope I'm not it's prey.
It suddenly moves closer And stares at me from an angle, It's a beautiful little glowing girl Who i thinks my guardian angel.
Angel • Opuss № I