I live in your house and under your bed
I hide in your closet and scream in your head
I’m so slick and so sly
They see me all over but still they deny
They tears are coming
The fears keep building
The food that I live off of keeps filling and filling
She tells you to run
She tells you to hide
Because she’s afraid one day you will die
You still think it’s your fault
I knocked on your door
But if you stopped feeding me the fear
I’d haunt you no more
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Leah Dewey
Hello. Welcome to my page. I have been writing for over ten years & have been published in several different formats including magazine articles, poems & full length novels. I have a BA in English Literature & a Masters in Psychology.
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The Pizza Boy
This is a special post this week from The Guest. --- "Another pizza delivery boy has gone missing last night. Jonathan Harting's car was found abandoned in a ditch off Carter Avenue around 2 a.m. after he departed from his work to deliver to a nearby neighborhood. When he didn't return for over an hour and wouldn't answer his boss' call, he called the police to declare him missing. This marks the seventh delivery boy who has vanished in the past three months since the first, a Larry Wil…" The sound of the news drifted off as Scott looked out the window to see one of his delivery boys run through the rain in a hurry to get into his car.
By Clever&WTF5 days ago in Horror
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