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Fright makes Right

A ghoulish nightmare

By Kylecovey SmithPublished about a year ago 1 min read
Fright makes Right
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Fright makes right

You hear the echo of an owl.

You hear the wolf begin to howl.

You know there’s ghosts on the prowl.

Because it’s horror time right now.

They got you dashing through the night.

It’s horror time.

And the ghosts are ready for a fright.

The racing of the heart.

The terror’s gonna start.

But you have yet to see scary part.

It’s horror time.

The animals start to moan.

The ghosts begin groan.

Spirits freaky like a mime

So, you know it’s horror time.

I keep having this dream.

It makes me want to scream.

All these ghouls coming for me.

They are filled with wicked glee.

There's nowhere to run.

I want this nightmare to be done.

Darkness falls, I am surrounded.

I am getting pounded.

Suddenly I wake up screaming in fear.

My mother comes in and sees me in tears.

She hugs me, rubs me with holy oil.

It's a struggle to relieve this turmoil.

That was no dream, it was a nightmare.

My spirit is filled with extreme despair.

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About the Creator

Kylecovey Smith

Historian, Linguist, Author (Voyages of the 997 & The Method Mission), YouTuber/TikToker (Master Mojo) and now Vocal writer enjoy and critique my writing as please.

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