The Ghost

The Ghost

A Poem by Princess Charming

when I was about 17,

 I was asleep in bed, and I

sensed

a presence over me, standing

beside my bed,

staring at me.

I didn't even open my eyes, I was afraid to,

I just knew there was someone there.

Finally I did it. I opened my eyes

and there she/it was,

leaning over my bed,

staring at me,

watching me sleep?

A girl.

But the problem was,

she/it

was see-through. I screamed.

It stood upright for a minute, then turned,

stopped in the middle of my room

and appeared to do something like

touching my clothing?

My floor was covered in

my clothes. This transparent female thing

was handling

my clothes. Then it turned

and looked at me, then walked away.

 Faded away. I screamed and ran

down the hall

into my parent's room

and woke my mom up,

told her

what I saw. She didn't know

what to say. She said I must have been dreaming

or something.

© 2009 Princess Charming


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A beautiful write, I too have had those kind of things happen to me and still can't explain them.

Posted 15 Years Ago


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