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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I’m visiting the Manor with the paranormal society It’s said to be haunted; I’m filled with some anxiety The Duke was murdered, bringing his lover notoriety With bloodied hands she’s found guilty of impropriety The Manor is so spooky, at one time it looked so grand I startle as the door slams, my boyfriend holds my hand I shiver when the key turns, there’s something underhand Being locked in the old Manor wasn’t something I’d planned! The windows are all boarded up, I’m feeling quite unsure He tells me not to worry; we can exit from the back door Cobwebs hang from the ceiling, they’re something I abhor I wish I’d never agreed to go on this ghost hunting tour Members wander off in pairs to the renowned haunted zones Detection equipment is set up; to pick up creaks and groans We know we must be quiet and talk in such hushed tones Suddenly our hand held scanners pick up wails and moans The floorboards begin to creak; we hear footsteps in the hall A dust covered portrait of the Duke suddenly falls off the wall Hairs stand on the back of my neck and my skin starts to crawl I’ve come to the conclusion I don’t like ghost hunting after all! Tonight’s paranormal activity has given me such a dreadful fright We hurry down the staircase; my face has turned a ghastly white Our torches light up the entrance hall and to our great delight The huge wooden door swings open and we escape into the night! Sponsor Dear Heart Contest The Haunted House 8/23/18
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