Giggles
float
through
rooms
chasing
night
sounds
from
window
panes.
Secure behind unlocked doors
young sisters chatter as sisters do
and have no thoughts unnerving waits
to go bump in the night.
Suddenly being alone loses its charm
when the unknown opens the front door
and remains mum when asked,
“Mom and dad are you home?”
Owl eyed with terror they listen
to heavy breathing frost safe with fear.
Caught between familiar and shadows
they wait for darkness to surrender its beast.
they wait for darkness to surrender its beast.
Revelation escapes through the same door
a nightmare entered leaving nothing behind
but a hurried goodbye of metal chain tapping silent
glass.
Pep talking weakness into action the sisters
walk to the front door pushing its lock
to keep out what shouldn’t be let in.
Hours later a knock announces the parents’ return
and a harried question, “Whatever possessed you
to lock the front door?”
Security is now tethered to a key.
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love the last line, really sums up the atmosphere.
stacy lynn mar
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