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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Once upon a time there was a young girl, who lived in a huge mansion with many rooms; And although quite young, She was about to be married. On her wedding day she wore her mother's dress, It was a wondrous gown of ivory lace and beads; She became bored with all the waiting and waiting, So, she decided to play a game. Her favorite game of hide and seek, And so she went to find a hiding place; Into rooms she ran giggling like a child, She wanted a new place to hide, Not the ones that everyone knew about already. Family and friends searched and searched for her, They looked in every room and closet in the house; The woods and area were searched, The nearby lake was considered to. But she had disappeared it seemed and that was it, Stories were told for years about the mysterious girl; Some thought she had just ran away in fear of marriage, There was never an answer to the story. Years passed and the tale faded in the telling, And soon all that family was dead and buried; And the mansion was sold to new owners, The house need repairs and renovations; So workers were hired and the work began in earnest. One day the workers went up into an attic room, And there they saw a trunk and they thought perhaps; It held a treasure that they could steal, They tried to open the trunk but could not. So the men went to get something to pry it with, A crowbar was used and finally the lid was opened; And the men peered inside the trunk and screamed, For inside was a small curled up skeleton. The skeleton was wearing a wedding dress, A wedding dress of ivory lace and beads; They ran away and never said a word, And she still lays within that attic trunk. But the chilling twist is this - now she haunts the house, Wearing her beautiful wedding gown; and all she wants - is to play hide and seek. ____________________________ July 28, 2015 Poetry/Narrative/Ivory Lace and Beads Copyright Protected, ID 15-695-444-0 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym.
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