HorrorA Poem by Franki ValerieAnother MySpace find - 30th Jan 2008Floorboards creek and mice run, it started off just as fun. A door slams, and someone screams, its this sorta stuff that gives us bad dreams. A figure in the corner, by the window ledge, it stands deathly still, so toward it, I edge. Something catches my eye; a red pool on the floor, the figures feet aren't standing any more. Though fear stopped my senses, except for the sight, I see that i'm now in for a fright. My eyes wander slowly over the shape, a corpse, dangling, limp, it couldn't escape. Slow breathing. A quick moment of pain, and then its all over. © 2013 Franki Valerie |
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1 Review Added on March 20, 2013 Last Updated on March 20, 2013 AuthorFranki ValerieNewcastle Upon tyne, Northumberland, United KingdomAboutI'm a Medical Secretary/Admin officer for a Neuropsychology Service. I have loved writing since I could hold a pen and form a sentence. Please, if you like my writing, take a moment to leave a r.. more..Writing
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