In the darkest of nights
cats cried out in alarm
and birds whimpered with them
forming a strange music
Trees stood unnaturally still
unaffected by the wind
I felt my bed shake
and a whisper in the covers
the voice of a ghost
asking for a place
amongst the living
The night I hid in the cover
The clock seemed to stop forever
Activities in the empty kitchen
Vessels tumbling at a fast pace
Chairs moved from their place
Left me in a daze
Movements in the empty bed
The ones I have seldom heard
Hard breathing near the pillow
Creepy clamour outside the window
Left me in a haze
Terrified to close my eyes
To look for the bright morning
When monsters get back to their hiding
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