Saturday, January 2, 2016

FEAR


Fear

Looks like a nice house.
On a quiet street.
No neighbors nearby.
No is ever seen walking in or out.
Who lives there?
Why don’t we find out?
Let’s take a walk down the path.
Hey, where did you go?
I thought so.
No one is brave enough.
Except for me.
So long, see you later.
I’m going into the house.

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