Death On The Couch!

A story about sleeping in a spooky house!

 

 

"Take us home now Grandma,

it's getting late!"

I was trying to persuade.

 

Fearing this place

of dust is where I would sleep.

 

Maude-Mae started dishing out

her gruesome horror stories

with peach pie and pink lemonade.

 

With deep-fried skill she homespun

her dreadful stories of deceit.

 

Eyeing my ivory rosary, she told of

the poor blonde Catholic girls

burned at the stake for showing

their rosaries and saying

their prayers next door

before going to bed.

 

My eyes grew large as saucers,

my heart was beating faster.

 

My bed was an over

stuffed leather couch,

I was wide awake

and ready for mourn

as others happily snored.

 

I kept watching the door

expecting the wrongfully 

crispy burned blonde girls to

seek my skin of alabaster.

 

Amongst the dust,

books and clutter,

the haunting shadows of

monsters and ghouls

soon appeared

with the gnarly shadows

of the old oak outside.

 

The pungent odor

of stale urine

and dead roses

made my head spin.

 

Unfamiliar to eating

dinner from a can,

any peace my stomach

had known before

had completely

disappeared now.

 

I was just getting settled

and drifting off to sleep,

soon I would surely win.

 

Suddenly,

there came a 

Bong! Bong! Bong! 

that shook me up

to my heart's core!

 

Maude's  towering

grandfather clock

made my anxious

heart flip and erupt

while I was prostrate

on her overstuffed couch.

Author's Note

My grandmother used to go visit her bestfriend and often we would spend the night. I hated it. Maude Mae was quite a character. She was older at the time. I loved her stories and her. I just hated to spend the night. Her house was spooky to me.She was the best storyteller!

Reviews

[Molafvt]

Hey Marie, this was a lovely story and takes me back to my Grandmother and the nights I spent there in her house by the Ocean. Did your grandmother have Cats?
"The pungent odor
of stale urine
and dead roses
made my head spin." This is a wonderful memory, written nicely. It has a easy flow with vivid descriptions. I can see you sprawled out on that puffy leather couch waiting for the goblins to get you.

"With deep-fried skill she homespun
her dreadful stories of deceit.

Eyeing my ivory rosary, she told of
the poor blonde Catholic girls
burned at the stake for showing
their rosaries and saying
their prayers next door
before going to bed."

Very nice write sweetie.

[Patches I'm not so new..]

Loved this a cracker of a hallowe'en story or a good one to be told around a campfire oe in front of a glowing, I said glowing not roaring fireplace you rock lady!

[TAO]

My grandmother is a great storyteller...but the stories always seem to be the embarrassing ones about me. This was a great piece, Ms. Harrison.

[Sean M. Addams]

awesome piece you have written ..loved the imagery in this alot ..spooky houses always help create the best stories ..great job ..enjoyed this alot !!

[Kaotic Barbie]

This put so many images in my head. Great writing. Very imaginative and powerful. I like.