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Halloween Poem

Art by Karen Lin

Though it was soft and subtle,

She was sure this time, wasn’t she?

Surely there was a sound

Wasn’t there?

A haunting hand trailed down her back

She could swear she felt it, didn’t she?

Again there it was, the cold touch

Yet she turned around to emptiness

Calming down, she took a deep breath

Opening her lungs to an unpleasant stench

A horrid and potent rot

The rot of something once alive

Shadows emerging from darkness

Inching closer each second

Reaching out for her

With shut eyes, she let out a bone-chilling scream

Opening her eyes to nothing at all

“None of it was real”

But then, there it is again

That sound, surely there was one

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