Snap. Crack
Eerie sounds meet my ear
Goosebumps erupt
I am yet again in fear
.
From my bedroom I hear music
But not the kind you’d dance to
No, music like in a horror movie
Foreshadowing something bad for you
.
Thunder rolls in the distance
A wolf howls as the lights go out
My eyes find an open music box
With a ballerina twirling about
.
Paint is chipped from her face
Her tutu is torn and frayed
Even when I close the lid
The unnerving song still plays
.
A wild wind moans and whistles
The bedroom door swings open and closed
The air in the room has changed
And something darts past my toes
.
I thought I had seen it all
Now what could it be?
Maybe I’ll just hide under the bed
Seems a safe enough place to me
.
The music box revs up its song
Louder and more intense
It seems to be straining to open
With a message to commence
.
Suddenly it bursts open
And a white light fills the room
Next thing I know I am staring
Into the hazel eyes of my groom
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