Old houses have spirits within,
souls left behind.
It's a feeling like no other to be touched by them,
as it happened to me that's right .
It was on one evening in this house we chose,
I was typing and was all alone.
I felt a touch upon my neck I quite can't explain,
and I brushed the thought off but it touched me again.
Confused I got up fast and looked all around,
nothing was there and I wondered how.
I moved to another spot and it never returned,
but it did cause me to have great concern .
One night my dog when I was sleeping began to growl,
I rose up and as I opened my eyes was wowed.
For at the end of the living room looked like covered with a web,
yet it was moving more like milk running down.
I turned on the light to get a better look,
and it was gone and I was very shook.
I left that light on all night indeed,
for I was by myself I felt this I didn't need.
You see this old house was and old army hut,
and I felt from way back then someones life had been given up.
For the house after that moment seemed free indeed,
or maybe that ghost in this house decided to allow me .
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