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Hallow Halloween

The clock strikes midnight and you’re all alone

An eerie feeling washes over you then you hear a low moan

The floorboards creek but you’re standing still

Your heart now beating fast and suddenly a chill!

Someone or something is wailing in the distance

You now wish you have someone else for assistance

As something is slowly creeping its way to you

And you have a feeling it wouldn’t just say “boo!”

The darkness is hiding whatever is coming while you are now more aware of your fears

You say a silent prayer but it doesn’t stop your tears

You hold your breath as you know the thing is going to get you

Suddenly! You think you hear something coo

You turn around slowly and what do you see?

A mirror showing a reflection of yourself that’s as pale as can be.

©Maria Michaela

The night was silent

Not a soul in sight
Or so you think

Behind dark allies
A shadow is creeping
You’re on your guard
But you know something else is about to happen

The hairs on your nape stand on end
And you run for dear life
Not knowing what’s behind you

Maria Michaela

All Hallows

dark was the night, darker than nights past

a mist, a fog, crept slowly

and wrapped the town around its arms

 

cold was the wind that blew

colder than any wind that passed

everything was still

the silence was ghostly

 

the moon, full and yellow

an eerie feeling blanketed everything it saw

and there I stood at the cemetery

watching everything unfold

Ghastly

there is something lurking in silence

a strange presence that makes your hair

stand on end

 

you try to scream but nothing

you lost your voice

all you can do is stare

 

you look for words to describe

whatever it is that you see

it’s something….horrible

 

it’s nasty, maybe creepy

you know that it’s scary

“Oh my!”, you scream, it’s just too ghastly

The Haunted House

There is one house in Cheryville

That sits atop a tiny hill

It’s old, it creaked, it didn’t have color

A mansion it was, with a bad-smelling odor

It was built on the eighteen hundreds, they say

It used to be the most beautiful house during those days

Now it sits there rotting slowly

The used to be grand house is now lowly

However, it holds a secret that has been known

People who went inside it have been shown

Outside it looks ordinary

Inside they say it is very scary

A moan you’ll hear, a scream will shrill

Sending shivers down your spine, it’s not a thrill

Someone from somewhere will call your name

No matter how hard you try, you’ll never know where it came

You’ll be poked, pushed and scratched

You’ll be dragged, stabbed or worse when your catched

 Restless spirits haunt the house to this day

That’s why no person would want to stay

“Demolish it!”, others suggested

But no one dared, they were all too scared

“Do not enter”, the sign would warn

That one house on Cheryville

That sits atop a tiny hill

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