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| Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci |
10/9/2012 |
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Oh, what a good take! That "it" was watching you from inside the house is really spooky! I love it!
Love ya!
Jane |
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| Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley |
10/9/2012 |
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Ah a stigmatized home :)
And those were locked within for a reason
Spooky and loving it, I can see the scene
as though I am standing in your shoes
Love and Light
Lily |
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| Reviewed by Vivian Dawson |
10/9/2012 |
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Such as the scene that you
have written so very well is
a haunting to be remembered!
*Jerry*
Lady Vivian |
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| Reviewed by Janna Hill |
10/9/2012 |
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Great imagery but I am left wanting. Wanting the story to go on... wanting you to venture out of the shadow and in to this haunted house...
:) Janna |
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| Reviewed by Adriaen Valerius (Reader) |
10/9/2012 |
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A very good Halloween story Jerry.
Somehow, ghost stories always fascinate |
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| Reviewed by Annabel Sheila |
10/9/2012 |
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Sends chills up the spine.....perfect offering for the spookiest night of the year!
Anna |
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| Reviewed by Darrell and Kathy Adams |
10/8/2012 |
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| Like a mini movie! Nice rhythm and rhyme, nice suspense, nice everything. Excellent! Be well, Kathy |
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| Reviewed by Joy Hale |
10/8/2012 |
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This is fabulous! Your poems just keep getting better and better. You are on quite a roll, entertaining us all day after day!!! Keep up the great work, Jerry, I'm lovin' it.
Joy L. Hale |
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| Reviewed by D. Vaineo |
10/8/2012 |
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Jerry, Great poem!
Deborah |
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| Reviewed by steve Chering |
10/8/2012 |
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| Jerry Jerry..lol Brilliant!!!! |
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| Reviewed by Ronald Hull |
10/8/2012 |
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My take on the poltergeist is this. All dead things if left to rot give off an aura that is quite distinguishable from old house dust. If there isn't anything around to give off that aura, a fart will do. ;-)
Ron |
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| Reviewed by pat medlin |
10/8/2012 |
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| this is soooo good jerry.....shivermetimbers good |
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| Reviewed by Budd Nelson |
10/8/2012 |
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they come, move and go as they are felt to do. we can but not join them when it is our time. a fine write my friend.
budd |
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