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Author of 16 Stories |
Original Eleven
I close my eyes and count to one
I hate this game, it's never done
I pull my covers up with fear
I know that soon he will be here
I hear him lurk into the room
His steps are light, his breathing deep
I'm too afraid to fall asleep
Why's this happening to me?
He watches me with bright red eyes
Every night it makes my cry
I swear that I had locked the door
I hear him snicker with delight
"I see you creature of the light"
I pray to God he's gone outside
Daddy claims imagination
Sissy says he's my creation
Every night it's just like this
Mommy won't come to the door
Shedoesn'tbelieve me anymore
Hoping I will reach eleven
I hear him whisper in my ear
"Though you'll leave I'll still be near"
He says that this is our play date
He laughs and says "You're not alone
Although there may be no one home"
He says the house is his, not mine
He said he lived here long ago
I swore to him I didn't know
He's hiding in my old playpen
I hear him promise with a grin
That every night he'll come again
He never let me reach eleven
Now we're both ghosts roaming free
Forever he will follow me