
A sequel to That Haunted House poem.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Horror/Tragedy - Words: 670 - Published: 12-04-11 - Status: Complete - id: 2976640
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Sunday, October 10, 2010
Going Back (Return To The Haunted Hanson House)
1
He said he never wanted to go back
But he soon would
It was under different circumstances,
But he still went back
You wouldn't believe how soon afterwards
He didn't really have any reason to go back
He just sorta' did
He was sorta' pulled back
By an unseen force
That he couldn't understand
He knew he didn't want
To go anywhere near that place
And, yet there he was
He didn't even seem to see the steps
Leading to the old Hanson house
He didn't really know where
He was until he arrived inside the main hall
That is where it happened
That's where she died
Near those steps leading upstairs
Once he realized where he was
Everything came back
He couldn't understand what he was doing
In that weird, old house
Espeially when he had sworn to never return
2
He was about to leave
But he heard a sound
In the other room
So he decides to see who it is
Once again he searches
But can't find the one
Who made the sound
He begins to think he should give up
He feels like he's being watched
But he sees something move
It heads the way he just came
He's in a trance again
As he follows this thing
It leads him to the room that
She died in, with the stairs
When he reaches this room he comes
Out of his trance, he lookes up
And on the platform, she is standing
Looking down on him
She just smiles and stares
He can't believe his eyes
Is he dreaming, or...?
Could she really be standing there?
She begins to move down the
Stairs towards him
3
She doesn't walk, but floats
He is frightened, but he just stood there
He couldn't believe his eyes
Could this really be her?
He had watched her die
In his arms, but here she was
He wants to run but can't
There were many times when he
Wanted to talk to her
Without thinking he rushed
Up the remaining steps
"I am so sorry, I never
Mean't for you to get hurt!
I rushed after you, trying to
protect you, from this house,
From this horrible haunted house"
Next he knew he was in tears
Ever since that horrible night
He had tried to sort out the pain
And suffering he had felt
As he stood there he could hear it
Start to pore down rain
He knew he had to stay now
As he looks at her, he's
Surprised at what he sees
She's still standing there
But now she has blood
All over her, and the dress
She's wearing is old and white
4
He couldn't stand to look at her
She would never look the same
As she did that horrible night
Of her death, when there lives changed
Just thinking about it, made him sick
He felt like he was going to faint
The whole time she just stared at
Him as he thought all these thoughts
5
When I look back
I realize I was very foolish
To stand there, since she
Was obviously a ghost
But at that minute
All that was in my
Head was grief
There was a part of
Me tring to get under control
Then there was the
Rest of me fighting, to stay
6
When I looked up again
She was gone
There wasn't any trace
Of her or the blood from
Her white dress
I have no clue, as to
Where she went that night
I soon came to my scences
And left that house
I then (again) promised
Myself to never return
To the Haunted Hanson House
I did feel much better
Seeing her again
So maybe it wasn't
So bad going back
Finished parts 5 and 6
November 8, 2010
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