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Avid Overthinker

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Avid Overthinker

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That Dreadful Night

That Dreadful Night

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Mumma, I hear the scary murmurs of trees,

The eerie whispers of the breeze,

The noisy rattling of the fan,

The sound of a dead, walking man

-Calm down sweety and close your eyes,

Be at peace and try to act wisely.

But Mumma, these aren't just in my head,

I feel them in my cupboard, under my bed.


-Don't worry darling as long as I am here,

Nothing can harm you, it's just your fear.

But you warned me about something the other day,

These are the signs of evil, they have their own way.

-No Lydie, I never warned you about anything that you say,

These are just your evil thoughts getting in your way.

Mumma, I can hear footsteps now, loud and clear,

These are real noises, not just my fear.

The door opened suddenly and revealed a similar figure,

I then realized that she was my mother!


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