Nightmare ReturnsA Poem by BlueEyedAngel
They had always feared, that their nightmare would return some day,
though their safety was guaranteed in court, they moved away. Deep in the Enchanted Mountains, they'd built an exclusive Victorian home. They had always dreamed of living privately, and just to be left alone. Nightfall was approaching, and soon turn into one hellacious Halloween fright. Identical twins had escaped from prison, they had planned to do so on this night. They had secretly found out where this couple were now privately living. They'd show them no mercy, even though what they'd done was unforgiving. The twins were belligerent, knew these people they could deceive. Moreover the plans they had made in jail, they could now perceive. They forced the door open, and she began to scream. They were facing reality, not just a terrible dream. One of the twins knocked her hard on the floor, He had done the same thing to her once before. As they tied a rope around their hands, they began to make high demands. The lady had been threatened there, as he grabbed her by her long hair. The old man yelled out, " take me and let my wife be set free. One of them became oblivious, the answer was now obvious. After the money was taken from the safe, they returned. You could tell them being behind bars, was of no concern. The couple were watching them interact with each other there. Knew they were the type of boys to do things, when they were dared. They began utilizing with different objects that had kinetic force immediately, Something would cause a spark that would lead to the gas can, blow them to smithereens. Nobody could ever see their home, the path was more then five miles. Once it blew, the mountains would continue to burn for quite awhile. The crime investigator found evidence of four dead bodies, not two. The twins never made it out of there in time, they had died in that fire, too. Written on 10/16/15 © 2015 BlueEyedAngel |
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Added on October 17, 2015 Last Updated on October 17, 2015 AuthorBlueEyedAngelOlean, NYAboutI love to write stories and poetry. It comes deep within my soul. From good times to heartaches and about miracles in my life. more..Writing
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