It was an ordinary house,
on an ordinary block,
with ordinary cars
passing by.

Someone would come and
mow the tall green weeds or
”green grass” as you
northner’s would say!

Going thru the house, it
seems ordinary.
However, when you get to
the kitchen, you hear,
“The squeaks”!
It sounds different,
almost like a mouse!
I open the dishwasher to
see what is in there and………



I awoke in the hospital and
During surgery no less!
I screamed for my insides
were being ripped out~!
What the Heck is
happening to me?
Why cannot they hear me?
It hurts so very bad!
I want my Mommy!
I want God!

It has been about eight
weeks now. I am curious
about the house and want
to go back. Guess that is called
”Child’s Play”.
Momma has forbid me to go
over there anymore. I almost DIED.

Written on November 3^rd,2004 at 5:03am CST
by Becca E Henry, All rights reserved !