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Curiosity Kills
Being nosey,
 Snooping around,
 I walked into that abandoned house
 This time alone.
 The door creaked.
 The smell of abandonment.
 Spider webs circled me.
 First step in; adrenaline pumping.
 Second step in; scared.
 Third step in; I hear a noise.
 "What was that" whispering to no one.
 I followed the sound.
 I walked up the stairs into a room.
 The mobile, the crib, the toys.
 Did something happen here?
 I heard the noise again.
 I slowly walked in the hall, 
 following the sound into the bathroom,
 hand prints on the wall.
 I quickly ran out of the room.
 The noise again; this time outside.
 I walked onto the back porch.
 The never ending fall.
 
 I walked in the house again.
 Right away I heard the noise.
 I followed that faint noise.
 Once again I was lead into the child's room.
 I hear the noise; never making out what it was.
 It seemed to come from the closet.
 So I opened the door.
 There was a corpse,
 a baby corpse.
 I turn around and run out of the back door.
 All I could remember,
 The never ending fall.
 
 In the house again.
 I hear what sounds like someone talking.
 I slowly walk up the stairs.
 Walking into the master bedroom.
 I hear a whole conversation; can't make out the words being said.
 I hear screaming, arguing.
 I get pushed out of the room.
 A force that threw me against the wall
 The never ending fall.
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