Friday, June 27, 2014

FEAR




Looks like a nice house.
It’s on a quiet street with
no neighbors nearby.
No is ever seen walking in or out.
Who lives there?
Or what lives there?
Why don’t we walk down
the path and find out?
Hey, where did you go?
I thought so.
No one is brave enough
to find out.
Except for me.
So long, see you later.
I’m going into the house.