Someone watches,
I feel their stare.
The coldness is felt,
Around the air.
My once warm bed,
Has turned ice cold.
And suddenly,
My walls started to mold.
My nightmares came true,
As I made the mistake,
And stepped out of bed,
Followed by a snake.
My blood curtling scream
Filled the room
And I started to grab,
My old witch broom.
I hit the snake,
One, Two, Three, Four,
And once it hissed,
I ran out the door.
Another mistake,
It has led too,
As a masked figure,
Stood before me.
I wanted to scream,
But he silenced me,
And all the was left after,
Was my old christmas tree.
It hung low,
Bearing a sentence.
'I will find you.'
Then there were sudden winces.
Spiders began crawling,
Pinching my toes
And guess what?
No one else knows.
I have no voice,
As they buried me alive,
And ate me whole,
And there was nothing left.
