It's night-time and the moon is out
Lighting my way along the path
Statues of angels line the way
Faces contorted with sinister laughs.
The mansion stood on top of the hill
When I reached the entrance a bell struck 12
The door creaked open on rusty hinges
Inviting me into my nightmare of Hell.
Stepping nervously with a shivering heart
I walked into an empty hall
Dust prints following silently
Into a room set up for a grand masked ball.
Vampire angels float towards me
Death smiles, fangs making me scream
Reaching, grabbing, pulling me
Pulling me out of my ghoulish dream.
by Alexia Colda (11)
Personal Tutor - Sarah Houston Cameron - Northampton
Competition - Once Upon a Dream
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