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While you sit there filled with fear

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!

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number of view: 2599 | Vanessa Burke | This entry was posted on Saturday, September 18th, 2004 at 11:59 and is filed under . You can follow any responses to this entry through the RSS 2.0 feed. You can leave a response, or trackback from your own site.

5 Responses to “While you sit there filled with fear”

  1. a interesred fan says:

    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

  2. Andria says:

    this poem was so beautiful i felt myself feeling scared and that's a very good thing

  3. Adriana Torres says:

    Hey Vanessa you did a great
    job on your
    poem good
    one keep your poems coming

  4. gabby says:

    omg i love your poem i could never write like that hahah great job

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