Twelve o’clock at night,
I’m home alone,
in my bedroom.
Clink! Clink! Clink!
I hear coins dropping in the kitchen
I am sure that wasn’t from the television.
I jump out to check, no one is in the kitchen,
Was that witches?
I head back to bedroom shaken.
Clatter! Clatter! Clatter!
I hear dishes colliding in the kitchen.
I jump out to check, no one is in the kitchen.
I head back to my bedroom,
The door creaks in the bathroom.
I jump out to check, no one is in the bathroom.
My knees are now knocking.
Luckily it’s not real, it’s just my imaginings.
But to be real, I love writing about such things.