Fiction Come True

March 24, 2017
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When we were young and laid down our head, 

we were told not to fear or to feel any dread

from the fictitious monsters riddled under our bed,

or the closet that we feared would soon glow with red.

We were told not to fear, as it was all in our head,

but we still felt the feeling in our own homestead.

 

The older we grew, the more we knew

that the made up fiends were actually true,

but they do not reside where we all drew

our steady breaths as we drift into 

a deep, deep sleep wrapped in blankets of blue;

in truth, they dwell in every one of you.






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A_Fellow_Writer said...
May 4 at 10:03 pm
Wow. Awesome. The end was just... wow.
 
warriorwritergrl77This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Apr. 1 at 12:18 pm
Wow! Great poem, its well-paced and creates a great eerie atmosphere. I love it!
 
Patrick82432This teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Apr. 2 at 10:41 pm
Thank you!
 
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