Scary Poem by Chris

The wind whipped like a circus master whipping the lions to the bone,
The gloomy gnome beckoned me towards him,
The mighty nightie, with no one wearing it, crept cruelly down the rickety stairs
And I felt petrified.

The forest felt as scary as a zombie creeping towards me
The sand swayed from side to side trying to eat me alive
And I felt scared.

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