Just a free verse poem......
I look around me but anything I look at gives me a fresh sting of grief....
I run my fingertips over a velvet book cover and a tear drips down my cheek.
It was in this very same room that my own brother had fallen victim to a demon's attack....caught in the midst of his short life....
The library had been my most favorite place to be during a thunder storm but now it brought me nothing but fear when I entered the dark room.
Deep in my thoughts I was startled when a crash of thunder brought my senses to life again. There in the middle of the room a lightning bolt lit up the black aura of a demon.....This room brought nothing but horrible luck.
A single scream was heard that night. It came from the library and noone was brave enough to open the door from that day on, for fear of losing their own lives because of a foolish curse set upon us by a phantom..... eek eek
Okay...who knew I was so violent!!!!!
DeerestHammy Community Member 
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