Mosley Manor Poem by marriam anderson

Everyone agreed that the small, ivy-entwined cottage was haunted. This was because everyone who went in either failed to return or came out possessed. I too went in but before I am possessed I want to write down the secret of Mosley Manor with the hope someone finds this among the rubble. This house, animated by dark magic, consumed the souls of the unfortunates who entered. The bodies were left to rot or be repossessed by the malicious sprits residing within the house. I'm destroying the house now, praying it will stop these horrors. I hope I succeed. Love Faith.