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May 2016
in your room all alone
curled up in a ball
rocking back and forth
telling yourself there's nothing wrong

But then there's a noise
As your closet door creaks open
you rock a little faster
not seeing this hand that is coming

slowly creeping on the bed
pulling your blanks down
the hand is getting closer
now your freaking out

you jump off the bed but stumble
falling face first on the floor
the hand gets down it gabs your leg
it pulls you to the closet door
you start to wake up and scream

before the your pulled in
as the closet shuts it doors
you punch you scream
you claw at the door
as the hand pulls you in further

crying and scared
pulled down a flight of stairs
you are sat up on a chair
the hand it moves away

but something else comes forward
it tries to sneak up toward you
then covers your eyes with it's hands
still crying in fear you ask to be spared
then hear a strange voice

a light gets turned on
your hear somebody stand in front
as the hands move away from you eyes
you see your brothers standing there
laughing at how much you got scared
lowering your head you feel ashamed

your brothers were wrong
they should not have done this to you at all
thanks to them you'll never look at them the same
when then unbound you you walk away
back the way you came

opening the door you came in before
no longer the same person anymore
your brothers have taken your pride
broken you inside
changed the course of the rest of your life
Michael Hill
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Michael Hill  Powell river
(Powell river)   
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   cgembry
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