Haunted House
Half asleep, I sensed movement in my room,
and the air felt cold, it smelled like a tomb.
Yet I couldn't see the ghost haunting this place;
it was more a shadow, without a face.
This notorious haunted house went cheap,
so the thought of ghosts didn't rob me of sleep.
But now, the hairs on my arms stood up straight,
and my pulse raced at an alarming rate.
I felt a menacing presence was near,
and my muscles froze, paralyzed by fear.
When it touched me, a chill ran up my spine,
and I felt more fear than words could define.
I passed out; when I awoke, it was gone,
and I packed up; it was time to move on.
I listed the house for sale that same day;
a genuinely haunted getaway.
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