After the day’s work I was off to bed. From behind my room, I heard a fierce thud. It sounded so scary. It left me so weary. I got up from my bed in severe dread. In dim light, saw a ghost outside my room I felt it was portending my sure doom. Did not know where to hide. In air it seemed to glide. All I got to defend me was my broom. Wholly puzzled and perplexed as I stood, I found it was a piece of linen spread, On clothesline during day. How it caused such dismay! Knew my mind, still under Halloween dread.
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