The House Across the Street

Isis Town and Country - - Opinion - By LILLY EMER­TON, YR 8 Isis Dis­trict State High School

THERE is a house across the street. I hear strange noises of shuf­fling feet, Whis­pers, screams and bel­lows too.

I worry and fear for me and you.

There came a night of si­lence Not a whis­per or creak, But then I hear my door open,

And I feel that some­one who seeks, A shiver up my spine, A drip on my head. I look up and in blood it said,

I see you star­ing, peer­ing at me,

You will never guess who the one will be.

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