Téa Sunahara
High School Sophomore
October 2023
"If my secret's laid bare, a creeping dread,
In shadows, it lurks like the restless dead,
A chilling truth, stewing in my core,
A tale of horror, haunting evermore.
The weight, like chains, in the cold night's air,
In eerie whispers, it seeks to ensnare,
This ghastly secret must remain concealed,
For if it emerges, a darkness is revealed.
The dread of eyes, glowing like eerie fire,
To share this secret, they'd never tire,
But if one ventures close into the abyss,
In that spine-tingling moment, they might dismiss.
Until then, in the realm of the eerie and bleak,
With this malevolent secret, I silently speak,
For if anyone knew, the creepiness might bloom,
And my existence would descend into a tomb."
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