The ghost in the hall

Shitty restoring,

Trailer arrive Quasqueton, Iowa Spring two twenty,

April by September I had put down ten grand,

PTSD raised her head ,

Some windows no storms,

That would be swell if Georgia it was,

Iowa no storm Windows it don’t cut the cheese,

No screens five windows,

Blood painted over in the hall,

Ghost behind dry wall,

Half way down the hall,

Duck tape covered the scratch,

Once,

Twice was sure to be removed,

Mirror I pulled back,

One day I’m going to have wall in hall replaced,

Its not scary,

Its not creepie,

Just here,

Annoys my sensitive kitten Precious.

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2 thoughts on “The ghost in the hall”

WOW! I noticed things when I was there but didn’t say anything because nothing could be done about it. Remember the blood I washed off the wall one time? That was freaky. And the painters tried to paint over it. And when I slept in the livingroom with the cats, the motion lights were triggered on. And the cats were not doing it. They were either on the cat tree or in bed with me. I sure wished we could find out who the last owners were. Still there’s nothing we could do about it. Unless you called a ghost buster or psychic.

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