It's a first time, in seven years.
That someone dared to come near
To the house, that's called hunted
By the people who used to live there.
This kid ain't no afraid
Becuse maybe he don't know the fear.
He looked at the house and
walked straight in, Without noticing
that he was being seen.
And then the door closed
He ignored it cause it was the
basement he cared about.
It was dark out, nothing was visible
It was only wishper the kid was able to hear.
He looked around and found nothing
And just as he turned, he found a man starring at him.
The man was afraid, he was full of fear,
Just by seeing the kid there.
The kid walked up to the guy, said nothing but the guy spoke "this place is haunted".
The kid then, in his shady voice asked "who are you, mate?"
The guy said "I live here"
The kid then touched the guy's chest,
Which turned the kid's eyes bloodish black red, and then the guy vanished in the air making The Reaper disapper.
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Hey guys, me again with something new. This is a book in which I will be writting poems. Please Vote and comment.
Love ya all
Bye
-Sammy
