While you sit there filled with fear

While you sit there filled with fear
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Late at night when you are sleeping,
that’s when creatures coma a creeping.
To your house these creatures slither
making sounds that make you shiver.

Scratching on your window pane
Whispering your own first name.
Tapping on the nearest door,
creaking stairs and floors and more.

Making you sit up in bed
or pull the covers over your head.
And while you sit there filled with fear,
you wish that Nanna Mary was here!





4 thoughts on “While you sit there filled with fear”

  1. hey vanessa you r a really good poet mabye
    sum day i will b as good as you your poems are really goo
    and powerful from one of your biggest

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