Drafty Old Cabin

Drafty Old Cabin

Picture an old drafty cabin perched
high on a secluded hill.
Just trees and rocks surround it and
wild animals that often kill.

Now think of snow that is a couple of
feet deep at the cabins door.
At night when the cold wind blows it
blows up through the floor.

Eerie noises are loud and sound like
like the Devil Him self.
Winds gusts and ghostly sounds blow
in the cabins cracks itself..

Alone, I shiver and shake listening to
the wind noise howl.
Suddenly! I hear a sound is it an
animal on the prowl?
.
I blow out the candle and look toward
the front door.
I walk over and peek through a crack
it's my friend Moore.

BY: Kings

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