Linking today with Flash Friday 55
I am delighted to be able to join in this time!
Come join us writers!!
When I was five
one night I heard ghosts
They seemed to moan from everywhere
I huddled in my covers
Closing my eyes tight
like army sheets
Fingers over ears
How long can one stay in hiding?
You ask,
As long as it takes
To fall asleep
Hoping to awake
To a ghost free world.
