Hear the eerie wind whistle, across the cold dark night,
see the unknown figure, float into sight.
Slowly it drifts, pale and transparent.
It stops and looks at me.
I look at it.
Its eyes are not there, only sockets full of despair.
A smile rises across its face,
the grin is pure evil and full of pain,
it raises an arm and points to the right,
towards the graveyard just out of sight.
I freeze at the window and shake at the knees.
A cold sweat creeps down my back, just like I’m under attack.
I scream at the top of my lungs, “Go away leave me alone!”
It drops its arm and dissolves with a cold chilly laugh.
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