As i sleep that night i felt a tremble, thougt it was a ghost
but i was to young to remeber. It was clouded but yet bright that night the light made the cloud shapes threw my window. I thought because of the cloud it would harm me but i was brave and never feared i woke up the next day and m window was open maybe the ghost had come and left it open, i knew for a fact it was a crazy time but your mind plays tricks on you so dont forget my last line
I liked it. Heres a thing, im making up as i go. Idea from you.
I found thy cloud met me through,
in one end and out the other, and a window that
was let open from all the things that had escaped and passed
me by. Poor smo, thy ghost, for this is made me scared,
i screeked, and this ghost whillowed away into the dark crisp knight,
leaving the window open for new things to come into play.