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Face In The Mirror (part 2)
I held the candle tightly, as
I lit it. The candle went out.
As I drew another match,
I felt the same cold breeze again.
I was getting scared.
I lit the candle once again
and set it on the sink.
The hair on the back of my neck
started to stand up.
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!"
As I looked up,
I saw a ghostly image in the mirror.
It looked like the face,
of my friend's dead relative.
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!"
The candle went out.
I tried to find my way
to the door.
As I reached for the doorknob,
I felt a hand touch my shoulder.
I screamed.
I dropped to the floor
to look for the matches
and the candle.
I got up,
lit the match,
put the candle on the sink
and tried the door once more.
"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!"
Copyright Cynthia Jones
June 3/2003
Face In The Mirror (part 2)
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