im awake...sitting in an unfamiliar house up the creek alarmingly close to the island of bananas. it's 5 minutes past 12 and the noises made by this house are creepy.
simple,
the dogs are howling and growling
the front gate is creaking
the fan is squeaking
crickets are chirping
someone outside keeps mummuring
my heart is palpitating
this close to christmas and all i can think of is dying
there's a door in the house that keeps opening and closing
ok, that's it! im going into the kitchen to find out who is playing with that door.
and if i never blog again?
know that i went on a quest only out of jest and i never did guess that the quest would lead to me without a head!
yea, couildn't make the last part rhyme...
i should be beheaded for my attempt at poetry..
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