You feel some lurking in the shadows. You can't see me but I see you. You feel them staring but when you look around you don't see them. Every time I see I get closer and closer to you. At first. you thought that it was one of your friends, but it keep on happening, but now you think your going crazy. But now it's to late I know where you live and I'm in your closet waiting for you you turn around. By the time you turn around it was to late because I already slit your neck for you to scream.
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I NEED TO STOP WATCHING HORROR MOVIES. AND COMING UP WITH THESE SCARY POEMS.
BUT OH WELL :b. Thick for reading. and voting by my zombies
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Haunted House(short stories)
PoesíaThese are my poems I write long time ago . So I decided to finally published them. comment and vote plz thanks for reading.
