Stanzas: Monthly Chapbooks October 2014: Halloween

I’m Next Kerrie Ryan The blood-curdling screams, I always awake in a cold sweat. The Nightmares are getting worse. Another day gone, my mind is finally at ease, The troubles from the night before completely erased. I stare into the darkness, I make shapes out of patterns that are not there. My mind, ever creative when it comes to playing tricks, I see things I never saw before. I stick the key in the door, thoughts of tea in my head, The place is in darkness, a smell fills my nostrils, I smell something I never smelled before. My feet are sticking to the floor, My heart begins to pound in my chest, I can’t breathe, I can’t move. I’m frozen. I finally, after what feels like forever, begin to move Slowly towards the drawing room. I slowly open the door, There’s a woman on the chair. Sitting. Staring. What? Who? I approach with care and curiosity, I see Clearly: the floor is covered in her blood; Her eyes, white with fear. She’s dead. Her throat slashed, her soul, life, everything, Smeared all over the walls and floor. Her face is so full of fear and my heart Sinks. I’m next 14

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