When the wind was howling
And fever was high,And flickers of lightening
Cracked the sky.
When the full moon was beaming
And a werewolf was caught,
In the still of this fury
She heard a knock at the door.
When the answers to questions
That had never been askedSuddenly divided
The light from the dark.
When the thunder from heaven
Ripped the air far and wide,
It was then that she heard
A scream from outside.
In fear she turned on
Every light in the house,As if somehow trying
To lock darkness out.
She turned on the radio
To deafen the rain,
She looked out of the window,
Saw his face in the pane.
With a faint cry of terror
She ran from his stare,Heard the smashing of glass,
Felt his breath in her hair.
The ice in his heart
Cooled the heat of her dread.
But the headlines next day
Were ‘Girl Found Dead’.
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