It's all dark and windy out there.
I'm going outside so I don't really care.
I can hear the wind whistle,
Lots and lots of rain, not only a drizzle.
I got scared so I ran home.
Not to realise that I'm all alone.
No lamp, no light.
There's nothing to see in sight.
I heard screaming out the door,
Not realising I'm standing on blood on the floor.
Something terrible was going to happen in my mind,
Now it's the end of the line.
By Mahfoozur Rahman 8NK
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