Crayon Poem

Shared Memories

A place in time.
New house, new home.
New family, thrown together.
Bumps in the night,
An unexpected visitor.
Memories to tell,
Forcing those to listen.

Awake, in a familiar place.
Home or was it?
Little girl dark hair, big brown eyes.
Playing like any little girl.
Thud
Bang
Unaware of what’s coming.
Frozen, trapped in her memory.

A man appears tall, thing, square face.
Dark piercing eyes filled with rage.
Bang
Little girl is frightened, trying to hide.
The skeleton thin man grabs her.
Grasps her little body by the neck.
His face so twisted and dark.
Demented dark eyes locked on the girls.

A sudden scream and silence.

Awake, on my green coach sweating in a panic.
Little girl warns them now and again.
Not alone, he’s here too. Lurking in the shadows
Trying every night unexpectedly.

“Beware,” she warns.

A dream, a nightmare. It’s our reality.
The little girl with red eyes waits to play.
Just wanting a friend, warns with flicking lights.

“Beware, I’m Elizabeth and I may not always play nice.” She cautions.
Her memory shared and linked with us forever.
Mysterious man hides in the back of the house,
Leaving room for the little girl to roam.
Bleeding eyes,
Nightmares.
Slamming doors,
Cool breezes.
Scratches and whispers.
Everyday they remind everyone,



We are here, this is our home.
We want you out.
Welcome new play things.
Don’t be frightened.

Sincerely,



Your invisible companion.