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the Monster in My Dreams

March 29, 2015
By Jada Archer BRONZE, Auburn, Michigan
Jada Archer BRONZE, Auburn, Michigan
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He was a monster, big and strong

He came and stomped, all in song

He was an ugly, nasty beast

But that is just to say the least

 

He came to kill at six o'clock

The whole neighborhood he would stalk

But only one unfortunate family

That day, would face his insanity

 

He came on the most random days

He was never caught for his wicked ways

No knock at the door for you to prepare

No knowing when you'll take your last breath of air

 

We all lit candles to keep him away

We'd bow our heads, and we'd pray

My family and I all sat in a circle

Squeezing eachothers hands till they turned purple

 

That night, most families were perfectly fine

Because he ended up choosing mine

Before we all, one-by-one died

I LOVE YOU ALL! I screamed, I cried...


The author's comments:

When I was younger I had these frequent nightmares. This disgusting monster would coming stomping threw my neighborhood and kill one family each time. When my English teacher read the poem, he thought it was creative, but very depressing. However, to me, this poem is happy because my family's relationship isnt very close and at the end of this poem, we do die. But, we are holding hands and we put all of the drama behind us, admitting we love eachother.


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