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A Child Meets A Ghost

It is the middle of the night My eyes open slowly Fear strikes me in the moonlight As I look at something unholy It stands there staring at me As I shake with anxiety and dread For this ghost that I see Must be from the house of the dead This creature is horribly ugly With razor like claws It’s teeth are sharp and hungry With large wide jaws The outside night light Shimmers off it’s skin This is truly a fright As it shows a hideous grin It gets close to me and then vanishes away As I hear my mother’s footsteps in the hallway Feb. 20, 2021

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