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Feb 2016
Alone with my thoughts
peacefully minding my own business
Just relaxing waiting for time to pass
and there came a voice over my shoulder
it whispered something.  I looked in the
direction of the call, but there was nothing.
It must have been something.
Cannot have been nothing.
Was it my imagination, my own thoughts
whistling to the wind?
Could it have been my dreams playing out loud?
Were the voices inside my head?
I lay back,closed my eyes and tried to sleep.
I felt a draught towards my right hand side.
I heard a ghostly whisper from that place.
I could only wish my hands would now stop shaking.
My palms of my hands seem to be clammy and there
is a chill running down my spine.
It was not a nice situation to be in.
I heard the voice again. It clearly said "Martha".
It was said in an agonising way.  Not nice.
I thought about my position and did not think twice..
I ran.
Written by
cheryl love
634
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