Noises In the Attic

From up above me came a clattering sound;

as if pots and pans dropped upon the ground.

What could it be; making noises such as this?

I must go to see; and find out what’s amiss.

Climbing attic stairs; not knowing of the find;

awaiting me once arrived; up the stairs I wind.

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Swinging the door wide open; I switch on the light;

I take a look around; see nothing to give fright.

Nothing touched; no objects that have tumbled;

Turning off the light; returning to rest I mumbled.

Relaxing in my bed again; fluffing pillow so to sleep;

I hear a groaning sound; mournful; its tone is deep.

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Now heart flutters; as beats pick up to frantic pace;

Do I want to go back there; perhaps to see its face?

No human makes this sound; I’m sure it to be true.

What if a spirit awaits me ; whatever would I do?

I instead; remain in bed; maybe it'll go away.

If not it take leave; better I look in light of day.

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Good fortune not my friend; again came the groans;

louder and more persistent; till I felt it in my bones.

No sleep for me this night; till I ascend the stairs once more;

facing whatever’s there; with trembling hands I open door.

I reach for light; something stops me; a touch of chilling hand;

grabbing mine within its grip; my mind reeling to understand.

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My scream is choked; legs won’t move; fright takes over me;

What is this demonic thing; I squint both my eyes to see.

From dimmest light from below; I make out a hollow face.

My fear comes true; he’s taking me; to some ungodly place!

It’s just then I hear; familiar sound; my alarm clock rings;

Dreams sure can conjure up; strange and frightening things!

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