WHO SITS THERE?

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The chair begins to rock

in the empty attic,

in front of the window

Who sits there?

Friend or foe?

It watches.

It waits.

Is it one of The Watchers?

I heard they watch the town.

Vampires who watch their own.

Making our town safer?

We hope so.

THE DEAD GAME

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MAKE BELIEVE

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    MAKE BELIEVE

    The staircase crumbles over time,

    leaving a film of white-out over it all.

    Air whistles through the broken windows,

    a high-pitched moaning sound to my ears.

    Cobwebs catch hold of my hair,

    twirling the strands against my face.

    I climb the creaking stairs to the attic,

    to see what lies behind the peaked window.

    A doll house sized door waits at the top,

    its tiny knob small for my fingers.

    I stoop to enter the round room,

    lit by beams of light from the beveled window.

    A collection of dolls sleep in the morning sun,

    lined up like soldiers around the room.

    Porcelain skin shining white,

    so lifelike in their slumbering pose.

    I reach to touch the Elizabethan girl,

    dressed in a gown of burgundy and lace.

    Skin so soft and warm,

    for a doll created for make believe.

    The room feels even smaller,

    eyes following my every move.

    A movement from the far corner

    catches my roving eye.

    Pinocchio stands up to face me,

    an evil grin across his wooden face.

    He says in a high shrill voice

    as he lumbers on wooden legs to me,

    “Hello, Nice to meet you.

    Time to play our nightly game.”

    Arms and legs come at me,

    a cacophony of sounds hit my ears.

    I go down beneath the dolls,

    now one of their creations of make believe.

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WHO’S THERE?

THE DEAD GAME

The gingerbread house at the outskirts of town held many surprises for Linda and Shana. One of them they wouldn’t soon forget.

     Linda and Shana climbed a narrow staircase that descended from a trap door in the hall’s ceiling. They discovered the attic to be bare, except for the lone rocking chair that was facing the gravel road leading out of town. Linda walked over to gaze out the small triangular window, when the chair began to rock by itself.

     Anna said, “Everyone in the family takes turns watching the supposedly deserted mansion down the dirt road, and End House at the edge of the dark mountain. Both spots can be clearly seen from this vantage point.”

     Linda realized that this meant that someone was actually sitting in the chair—right at that moment— causing it to start rocking. She didn’t ask any more questions, but just grabbed Shana’s arm and pulled her out of the room, bidding Anna and Abe a hasty goodbye. She didn’t think that she could remain in this unnatural house one moment longer without either screaming or pulling her hair out. She was freaking out over the house and the strange story that she’d been just told.

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EXCERPT FROM “THE DEAD GAME”

EXCERPT FROM “THE DEAD GAME”

Look at the pretty gingerbread house down the gravel road. Linda and Shana went to visit the elusive couple who lived there. Abe and Anna were strange and who knew what secrets they were hiding.

EXCERPT FROM “THE DEAD GAME”

     When Anna requested for them to visit the attic, Linda agreed. She hoped the attic was full of old clothes and items from the past.
     They climbed a narrow staircase that descended from a trap door in the hall’s ceiling. They discovered the attic to be bare, except for the lone rocking chair that was facing the gravel road leading out of town. Linda walked over to gaze out the small triangular window, when the chair began to rock by itself.
     Anna said, “Everyone in the family takes turns watching the supposedly deserted mansion down the dirt road, and End House at the edge of the dark mountain. Both spots can be clearly seen from this vantage point.”
     Linda realized that this meant that someone was actually sitting in the chair—right at that moment— causing it to start rocking. She didn’t ask any more questions, but just grabbed Shana’s arm and pulled her out of the room, bidding the couple a hasty goodbye. She didn’t think that she could remain in this unnatural house one moment longer without either screaming or pulling her hair out. She was freaking out over the house and the strange story that she’d been just told.