I Was Thinking About Those Scary Stories Books They Always Have in Elementary School Libraries Pt. I

A Poem by heckos

two trees stand on a single hill

the wind is bitter

but they stand still

and between them

with a chill

comes a wailing

high and shrill

© 2016 heckos

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Comments are appreciated, but I'm not interested in actual critique. Thank you!

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Added on August 6, 2016
Last Updated on August 6, 2016
Tags: halloween, scary story, haunted, spooky, creepy, nostalgia

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heckos

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I'm an art student studying animation and illustration, but I also have a love for reading and writing. My favorite genre is fantasy, and I have a webcomic called Frames. more..

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