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Aug 2018
Yellow leaves fall to the ground
The trees feel naked,
They have invisible frowns
The colour orange has the pumpkins all bright,
Inside was torn apart,
As the candles shine bright
When the moon comes up
When the lights need to turn off,
Then underneath the sky;
Has people dressed up
The music is loud, its creepy
The volume is high so everyone could scream
Night of terror
Darkness of screams
We fear
We fight
We run
We smile
We laugh
We hide
We hold on tight
Or we dont need to hold on at all
Some scared
Others dont
Some have fun
And others stay home
From the morning to night,
Were being controlled
From the sun to the moon,
We do as were told
Everyday we appear good;
Until that one night we turn our heads like a new stranger takes over our souls
Like it escapes as we sleep in our beds
This is the day,
This is the night
The king of darkness rejoices
His party,
His world
And then the excitement, excited with noises
Red tail
Red horns
Red clothing
Red pitchfork
We cant see,
But we can notice
We cant hear,
But we find the screams
We cant feel
But the cold is on our skin
Red liquid, but the blood is fake
Scary masks, but underneath is a real face
Tricks or treats, everyone can play,
Just remember to keep your eyes open on halloween day
Written by
Caterina Correia  34/F/Bolton
(34/F/Bolton)   
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