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The House

Not Home

By Jasmine HarrisPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
The House
Photo by Dan Meyers on Unsplash

The rooms are all dark.

Every person is asleep.

This house is too quiet.

Too quiet for peace.

You can hear the pitter-patter of tiny feet.

There's life in these walls.

Just none you can see.

The silence and darkness bring out the creatures.

Little beasts who love to feast.

They protect their home from inside the walls.

No one will make it through the night.

No one will make it out alive.

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    Written by Jasmine Harris