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The wall of horrors was never to be addressed. I watch these monsters emerge as marvels. Ten little white thumbnails aglow were detached setting in two rolls. A short man stood by himself with such a pose. There was a giant of a man in the line of the wall very ill-composed. These monsters would visit my house for what I do not know. However, on this particular night, my skin begins to crawl. The wall of horrors was never addressed even with my grandma being of Irish blood. The short man that stood by himself was a Black leprechaun. He would just stand there and show his rotten teeth. I would shout out to him who are you to be. The giant would not move one inch. The little white thumbnails were also men. Let me now mention the black goblin who eyes were effervescent. The wall of horrors was not addressed. On this particular night, I became rigid. Hair follicle felt in the arms cause me to jump up and run. In the front room, I went to tell my mother about what I see. She told me go to bed. I was an obedient child and went as she said. Fast asleep, I desired; however, I only closed my eyes. I will awaken, as day broke, with new profound knowledge untold. _____________________________________________________| PENNED ON OCTOBER 12, 2014!
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