Horror House, Not Home

by WritingtheStars   Jun 2, 2012


I can't wait to leave this house.
This place is hell.
This is no home.
I do not come here happily
Nor willingly.
All I've wanted
Since I've gotten here,
Is to leave.
This place drains my energy,
Makes me depressed,
And slowly kills me.
It's probably because of the warden,
He's a monster.
Life here is a living nightmare.
I know I'll be leaving here soon,
And I can't wait,
But I wish that time would hurry up.
Because this house is a prison,
A horror house,
A nightmare.
There are monsters
Lurking in the shadows.
Silence,
That cuts through the air like a dagger,
Right before another attack.
Evil clowns staring down at me
As I wake.
Vampires,
That suck happiness from me
Instead of blood,
Stalking me wherever I go.
This house is more of a haunted house
Than a home.
It's worse than a haunted house,
It's more like a horror house.
Either way,
It's no home.

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  • 11 years ago

    by Ebony Hope

    Very relatable. Nice job. I know what this feels like and I think this is something most teenagers would deffinatly be more likely to write.

  • 11 years ago

    by BlueJay

    Wow this is an amazing piece. The style is interesting, it is definiatly unique and your voice is really clear. I love your descriptions, they were absolutely wonderful in creating very vivid images. The emotion was completely there as was your failing happiness in this place.

    I think that the title would be better if it were just Horror House, but if you like it as is, than that is all that matters. Also there are some places that I believe your word choice could have been stronger.

    Otherwise, it is perfect. It grips the reader and it tells a lot. I knew that I enjoyed your work and though you only have two pieces at the moment this is by far my favorite and this is going in my favorites list.

    I look forward to reading more of your work.

    5/5

    ~MRK

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