- Created for the Halloween Vault contests hosted by Wattpad -
On Halloween, things always go bump in the night in the lonely pages of Spookerella. Whilst the dead wander the earth, haunting those still among the living, Spookerella waits for a fool...
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
The haunted eyes of a spirit, long gone, long awake; A coffin long forgotten under the snowy grass of the ghost's lake; Long forgotten bones with an unknown skull lie inside; Whilst the lantern is the soul's own special guide.
As the moonlight glistens under the sunlight's disguise; The skulls and bones of those forgotten, writhe in their tombs; And though all in this graveyard met a bitter demise; The haunted eyes of a spirit show they're still alive.
On all Hallows Eve they party until the break of dawn; Celebrating a life that was once worn; Their shadows dance under the moonlight, as they drink to their health no more; The words of one forgotten, as they're lead through Heaven's door.
The haunted eyes of a spirit, forgotten, but alive; On All Hallows Eve they wander down streets where they once breathed life; As children run amok, and parents run to follow; The haunted eyes of this spirit have never looked so hollow.
Word count - 162
One of the top eight entries in Coffee Community's Halloween Vault prompt of 2018.
