i hold my breathe as i keep moving no longer wanting to stay
then the laughter wicked laughter maniacal to it's core
then a howl from somewhere way too close and the slamming of the door
i want ot turn and find a way out but i know it is not a choice
then i hear the sound of a slow song sung by a lone ghostly voice
thunder rolls as lightning flashes with the screeching of one feral cat
i swear i hear the distinct flapping noises coming from the wings of a bat
my heart is racing i'm scared to death but sadly it has only begun
i bump into something and fall to the ground a zombie like moaning is the next frightening sound
i want to get away and so i start to crawl but then i hear the starting of a deadly chainsaw
now i am all alone and nearly petrified
that's when i think, i should have chosen the haunted hayride
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