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Julie Hermine Apr 2015
As the falling rain
Beats against the window,
I could hear the wind
Rattling the shutters
The floorboards creak,
The windows shake,
There is a cold breeze,
Whats that?
I hear a noise,
Footsteps up stairs,
A ghostly whisper in the air,
Then…
Silence.
No more rain
No more wind,
Just silence,
A rat scuttles across the floor,
The lights go out,
Darkness takes over the room,
I can’t see,
Its too dark
A door slams somewhere upstairs,
The stairs complain
As if someone is walking upon them,
I hear the sound of chains
I hear a moan
Someone is here
But who?
But what?
I don’t know
I can’t breathe,
I feel fear,
Anxiety,
Terror,
A chill awakens inside of me,
Something brushes against my arm,
I hear a scream from the attic,
The lights go on.
Silence again,
I hear nothing.

— The End —