Scary story poem
October16
You here a slight shuffle under the bed
Ohh it just the cat you think in your head
The light flickers on
All your calmness gone
Your turn your head slowly to face the wall
You shiver under your think blankets in the cold of fall
You never fall back to sleep
Laying there in a frightened heap
When morning finally comes
Your heart is beating louder than a drum
Soon comes night
You lay there in fright
You decide to face your fears
You race off your bed
You stare under your bed into pitch blackness there seems to be nothing there but dust bunnies but wait right there a pair of yellow eyes stare back at you.
That’s really scary, and a very well-written poem! Is anything going to happen after you look under your bed? Please continue, I’m on the edge of my seat!