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star2000shadow
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03-31-2017, 03:45 PM
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"Drip, goes the faucet, while you lay in bed
Drip, drip, drip, the sound stuck in your head.
It's dark and quiet, all but that sound.
Alone you lay, listening all around.
Frozen, afraid, your heart beating quick,
The following noise makes you feel sick.
A scratching, and a thump, quick little footsteps hit the floor.
A knock a rattle, there's something at your door.
It opens with a sickening creeeaaaaaak
You jump up, legs feeling weak.
What is it, who's there, friend or foe?
It's too dark, too quiet, you hope it will just go.
A slim finger wraps round the door, slowly it opens wide.
You rip up the blankets, wishing to hide.
What happens next you do not recall,
For morning has come, you doubt you were awake at all.
Was it a dream? A nightmare? You wonder...
Or does something lurk in the dark while you slumber...."
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Something i read somewhere.
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