The House On the Hill
There is a house up on a hill
people say ghosts roam it still
I went one night on a double dare
Just to see whats really up there
A creaky front door led me in
Into the darkness I did desend
A large staircase loomed ahead
As I climbed I was filled with dread
Then I heard a moaning sound
No one there as I looked around
I climbed those stairs to the top
What I saw made my heart stop
A lady was hanging in thin air
Bulging eyes and long red hair
Slowly she floated from above
Said I've been waiting for you love
My mouth so dry I could not yell
Down the stairs I ran like hell
Flew right out the front door
And I'm never goin back no more
carolann crowley 9/28/2012
Copyright © Carol Ann Crowley | Year Posted 2012
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