On a New moon night
Car broke down on a deserted road,
Wolves howling Owls Hooting in unison,
Thick dense trees by roadside,
Rustling leaves and Creaky branches,
Unanimously awakening an old Spirit ,
In a nearby cemetery.
Beneath the gravestones,
Rising from it’s tomb
To quench it’s thirst
With long black hair and teeth like Dracula
Dressed in medieval clothing,
grinning like a Cheshire cat, advancing in excitement.
I stand freezing and shivering, grinding my teeth perspiring
and Inspiring the Spirit
Heavy metallic rock ringtone rings
Ghost aghast runs for it’s life!
Gleefully I look at my phone to appreciate my savior
A missed call from my mother-in-law,
Not to miss a golden opportunity,
Choosing best among the worst,
I come to senses and run behind the spirit
In seek of eternal peace!
Written for : Weekly Writing Challenge: Leave ‘Em Wanting More
Prompt: Go for a classic genre of suspense: write a horror story, using the break to build tension as your readers move to the next page.
Plot: Story of a man encountering a ghost of someone from medieval times, runs away listening to heavy rock!