A short poem questioning what it is to be broken and to question your mind. On prompt, question. Hope you enjoy! :) <3
The night never ends, the day never dreams.
May be not? Thank you so much for reading my words.
Just a weird, rhymey story about a creepy old house and the legend that haunts it.
Day 26- A visit to an unmarked grave .
We won’t know until we get there.
Legend has it that a drowning occured at the Patterson house. Will you be brave enough to look into the water?
Day 30 - The End. Thank you for reading 🦉
Can you tell what the ‘jars in place of heads’ contain?
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