The Willow's Hole
The quiet whispers echo through the dark halls,
The walls creaked with every shadow passing by, Blue eyes open wide at the frightening sight of her father.
She stared in shock that he was here,
In the cold, plain room of this ward,
If the nurse were to know he was here,
He'd be incarcerated.
As she lifted the sheets to walk up to her father,
He suddenly turned and left the room,
Without anything else but a whisper of the willow's hole.
In a frightened panic of being left alone again,
She followed his trail,
Trying to keep up with his pace,
Though never by his side.
The boards creaked as her small feet skipped across them,
Letting others know of her only presence,
Surely, the nurse heard the low groan of the floor and started to follow the girl.
Her voice a stern warning for her to go back to her room,
Though the warning fell upon deaf ears,
The girl still following her father suit,
As he whispered about the willow's hole.
"I have to follow my father."
Whispered the girl as she was now walking side by side with her father,
The now frustrated nurse grabbed at the girl's arm, pulling her backward.
When the girl turned around, her father had already gone,
She let out a terrified scream and dash away from the nurse's wrath,
Running down the halls and towards the corridor,
Losing the nurse to the sounds of yelling and screaming of the boards.
She pushed on the barred doors and ran into the night,
Going for the trees of long leaves,
Stopping once she saw her father standing under them.
He was still whispering about the willow's hole,
Walking up to her father and gently grabbing his hand,
Only then he has fallen silent,
Looking down at his daughter with sorrowing eyes.
The moonlight shining right through them,
The girl swore that when she turned to see the willow's hole,
The sun started to rise.
The nurse runs out into the night to search for the little girl,
Only to see that she was alone,
The girl was gone,
Only then she truly understood.
When the boards creak,
And when the whispers echoed through the dark halls,
They all lead to the willow's hole.
- 𝓛𝓪𝔂
