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He likes it cold
Hewas in a trance like State as somthing drew
him to the door of this home
Everything was silent except for the sound of
the wooden floorboards creaking with
every step he took
Lightning emerged in the sky as he walked out
of his front door and a dark shadowy
figure rained over him
It didn't frighten him. He didn't flinch. he didn't
blink. he just continued walking
Keeping his focus on the figure above him he
walked forward until he reached the end
of his yard
Every bone in his body quivered and shaked as
this monstrous creature moved toward
him
Suddenly his muscles clinched tightly as the
creature entered his body
It had completely possessed his leaving his
body pale and icy to the touch.
The boy's mother ran towards him totally
oblivious as to what had just happened
and brought him inside
Clouds of steam came from the bathroom as
His mother drew him a warm bath in
attempt to warm him up.
On the opposite end of the house the boy sat
at the desk in his bedroom violently
scribbling on sheets of notebook paper.
He then walked toward the bathroom at
the sound of his mother's voice calling
him
Lovingly his mom guided him into the
bathroom with her arm around his
shoulder. As he felt the steam hit his
skin he pushed his mother's arm away
and walked backwards into the hallway
Displeasure grew in his eyes as somthing
devilish came over him and angrily
shouted "NO ITS TOO HOT." his mother
looked at him with great concern and
embraced him tightly. He then said in a
calm scared tone "he likes it cold."

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This is a poem I wrote inspired by the Netflix original series stranger things. Enjoy