Haunted House Poem by Danielle Perez

For so long no one knew,
About the little house that was blue.
It had been there, lonely for years.
Now all I hear about are the fears.

My brother told me someone died.
But I really hope he had lied.
Because that would mean there’s a ghost.
And if that’s true and I go in, I’m toast!

And mommy and daddy would miss me lots.
Because me and my brother are all they gots.
I think it’s worth a try.
But what if I’m next to die?

Off to heaven,
With my old dog, Kevin.
Where we could play all day,
Have fun and lay.

Off to the house I go.
Will I make it out? Who knows!
I approach the great big gate,
Now awaiting my life’s fate.

Creek!
The gate opens as I sneak a quick peek.
And slowly approached the doors,
Waiting to see what lures.

I walked in very slow.
Not making the slightest crow.
There was still furniture in every room.
I heard noise behind me that sounded like a boom.

Closer and closer the sound came.
I’m beginning to see why this house has a lot of fame.
I did not move or twitch.
Not even when I had the slightest itch.

The sound felt as if it were next to me.
I was so afraid to try and flee.
Should I try and peek around and see?
All that the noise could be.

I followed, scared as ever.
Wondering if I’d come back? Maybe never.
The noise was coming from behind a closet door.
My fear began to grow a little more.

I opened it really slow.
Only to feel from behind a great big blow.
I go crashing down to the floor.
I feel like my life will be no more.