Four Walls
The children stood their daring each other,
Who would be the first one?
To enter the haunted house?
"Run into the house" One boy said!
Write your name on its four walls?
Straws were drawn!
The smallest young boy looked!
He was the one!
The boys goaded him! Go! Go, they said,
Pushing him towards the creepy house,
He remembered all the stories that had been told,
That once he had entered the room,
The walls would come alive and entrap him forever,
Would he ever get out?
What would his mam say?
He slowly moved towards!
Noises came from within,
Looking back towards his friends,
He knew that if he didn’t go in,
He would be the coward,
He entered the broken door,
Darkness all around,
Down the hall,
Through the dust and cobwebs,
He saw the doorway to the room ahead,
Looking all around,
Expecting something to jump out,
His heart was beating,
Fear gripped hold of him,
Was the story true about the four walls?
If so, would he be lost forever?
Gripping hold of the handle to the door,
Counting!
One! Two! Three,
He entered .....................................................
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