What else's under my bed?
A secret that I didn't want to discover!
One morning, it was sunny and warm.
I just wanted to stroll around the town.
Hat! Hat! I scream around the house,
Oh! No! My hat is nowhere to be found!
It was a nice evening, I had pleasant plans.
A date with my love and some music jazz.
Where did I keep my wallet, Jeez!
I can never find things at times for needs!
At night, it was the movie time.
We watched and watched until midnight.
Battery is running low,
I remember keeping the charger here though.
Frustrated I searched around the house.
Why do things keep missing as if they're running out!
A promise to retrieve what is I've lost,
I suddenly saw Sandy peaking from under the couch.
As I said, "Hey Sandy! Come here, girl!"
She ran fast across the hall!
Oh! You hiding something dear?
I followed her to the bed's near.
I reveal the curtains,
The world of treasures that she grabbed and dragged
All my lost precious I see instead.
The lost hat, wallet, and keys.
What else is there under my bed!
About the Creator
Ametaf
I love writing horrors and mysteries.
Thoughts on Vocal and the way the world is
"Death cannot stop true love, only delay it." – Wesley in The Princess Bride. I decided to come back to Vocal on a very cold and dark night at the end of December. I had been, and still am, convalescing from a horrible staph infection that had gone misdiagnosed for months. This, paired with the increasing challenges of being healthy, making the best choices for my co-parented child, being a wife, and being a director at a new job, was a lot to manage.
By Jazzy 2 days ago in Confessions
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