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HOUSE OF HORRORS

Contributed by fairyfloss on Saturday, 4th October 2003 @ 08:05:00 PM in AEST
Topic: oops



As I hear the old heavy door slam loudly behind me
The taste of stale old dust fills the winter air
Every step I take is quiet and steady
Slowly
Slowly
Loud footsteps echo through the thin picture-clad walls
The smell of fresh blood sends shivers down my spine
Darkness envelopes me like a caterpillar in a cocoon
My heart is racing
Faster
Faster
I trip over an object lifeless and large
As I bend down slowly to touch it I hear a loud scream
My shaking legs suddenly give way
I fall to the bloody wet timber floor
Falling
Falling
Someone elses blood in my dry salty mouth
Someone elses painful screams ringing through my innocent ears
I start to run down the timber floors
I can hear loud footsteps behind me
Warm moist breath breathing down my neck
Closer
Closer
The fear that so deeply surrounds me is close enough to touch
The blade of the butchers knife brings blood to my skin
I scream loud but my screams fall upon silent ears
Echoing
Echoing…




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Re: HOUSE OF HORRORS (User Rating: 1 )
by garyh on Saturday, 4th October 2003 @ 08:11:53 PM AEST
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very interesting... you put a lot of emotion in it... very nice. the long sentences kind of through of the rhythmetic patern.. but non the less you captured the idea. good write.


Re: HOUSE OF HORRORS (User Rating: 1 )
by lovingcritters on Monday, 6th October 2003 @ 04:51:12 AM AEST
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Well, you certainly turned all my senses on.
I was scared to death. I hope your teacher gave you a special grade for that.
If you wrote that in the 9th grade....that was just spectatular!
Great Poem....good theme....should have given your teacher lots of steam
for a great big A
lovingcritters
ConSue


Re: HOUSE OF HORRORS (User Rating: 1 )
by bobotheclown on Thursday, 9th October 2003 @ 05:35:22 PM AEST
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wow i loved this it was all so good. I think the 'bloody wet timber floor' was my favourite line. This created some gruesome imagery in my mind wow powerful write hope to see more from you.

Bobo (Joel)




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