Late At Night
It was late at night and the house was creaking
every sound seemed twice as loud as normal
My nerves were all a jangle and it felt very cold
not at all like usual I tensed at each new creak.
I crept around listening as I went through rooms
that seemed much darker and very gloomy,
I could not at first find anything out of place
But the sense of deep unease washed over me.
I put and left every light on as I searched yet still
felt uneasy, something was very very wrong
even with the house lit up like a Christmas tree
what on earth was causing this deep sense of unease
I could hear a weird rustling noise in the pantry
trembling I opened the door and saw nothing at first
then with a rush and scream out shot my kitten
hair all on end, I had accidently shut him in
With a sigh off relieve I picked him up and calmed him
It took a while until he relaxed and started to purr
the house now felt safe and back to usual I laughed
thinking what a fool I had been and relaxed with him
Copyright © Shadow Hamilton | Year Posted 2023
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