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May 2013
An evil green and yellow hand
Reaching from the closet
Drips and drops of drool
Are crashing the tense silence
Claws reach out from under the bed
Tortured faces loom
Wing ***** and screeches sound overhead
Echoing in the room
A scream tightens in your throat
And lunges through your mouth
Mom and Daddy come running
Lights click on, you can finally see
An ugly knitted sweater
The hanger topsy-turvy
The drips and drops aren’t drool
Unless the faucet is hungry
Every bear has its claws
But Teddy’s are first rate
Illumination from the nightlight
Casts shadows on the wall
And the ceiling fan is fast
Like the bouncing of a ball
The lights go out
Your parents leave
But another scream is building –
They each had three feet!
Written by
Michelle
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   Amanda Dennis
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