The Pirate With a Silk Eye Patch

When there's absolute silence in the creaking hut, something spooky is bound to happen again, and the haunting feeling seems to no avail; any ghost's appearance makes my hair stand up! There he stands laughing and frightening me... the pirate with a silk eye patch, I hide underneath the covers, not to let his outstretching hands grab me; and is he a phantom or another underworld spirit? I have read many stories of pirates, and one of them that intrigued the reader was that of Captain Morgan as the most famous pirate in his time...he pillaged, destroyed and killed causing chaos in the Caribbeans, and how clever he was to abandon his ship and escape, hiding his treasure on some island! This pirate with a silk eye patch once was called," Morgan, the Horrible!" My skin is getting goose bumps, thinking of how bad he was...oh, it's so unthinkable! I am shaking like a tiny mouse chased by a hungry, ferocious cat utterly unstoppable; I flee from the bedroom and hide into a dark forest to hear the moan of a beast! I turn back, but the door is shut...I turn the knob with caution, there in the pitch-dark room he drinks his whiskey and dances alone; I slide on the alcohol dripping from his dirty bottle, and as Morgan tries to grab me, I run from his glaring and bloody eyes again! And the pirate with a silk eye patch returned on many scary nights, giving me chills and shivers haunting me until darkness faded away; wait a minute...they aren't over yet...someone dressed in black knocks on my front door, and sneering he says," Welcome to my Halloween party!"