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Midnight Horror

A strange cold shiver
Down my spine
The long white thing
Supposing a ghost
Lurking in the shadows
Waiting to pounce
On a girl like me!

Itís Friday
Midnight on Friday the 13th
The day of ghosts,
Of ghouls and owls
Cackling witches on their broom
Laughing, screaming
Fills the air
Giving it a spooky stage.

Robbers and thieves on the prowl
Making plans to hurt people
Dacoits too join their gnag
Poachers too included there
Troubleís brewing all around
In houses, yours or mine.

Suddenly! POOF! The shiverís gone
A clock goes off and I wake up.
This was one of weirdest dreams
One Iím sure Iíll never forget!

Grace Verghese
VIII C
Bhavans, Chevayur , Calicut

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