For Tania Kitchin's the 'Haunted House, Haunted Cemetery or Haunted Woods 16 Lines of Rhyme' Poetry Contest
Into the depths of Haunted Woods I warn you not to ever go. Rumor has it some have seen therein a strange and blueish glow. Most hasten out – not venturing to find the source of that strange gleam. From those who dared to go to it was heard a very frightened scream. They screamed but once; then all was still, and witnesses have this to say: those souls so bold that ventured forth have not been seen yet to this day. But there’s a strange phenomenon. When that odd light appears again it’s bluer than it was before. Observers feel a bit insane!
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