On my way home…

On my way home…

I met a girl called Pumpkin, 

She had long, silky orange hair that shone in the daylight.

She has eyes of pumpkin’s, they were tiny and brightened 

Like the sun as she spoke her silent soft words. 

I met a boy called Spider,

His dusky eyes roughened as he looked at me. His sly slither spoke before his words. He had a home of webs

 stuck to his hairy body that

 gleamed as the bright moon hid above us. His death spikes clutched as I could see he was ready for action. 

I met a women called Zombie,

She had still brunette hair that violently twirled up at the end. 

She had dry, crusty skin that I was tempting to peel off her slowly, 

As she walked towards 

me off balanced, thick blood 

slowly dripped down from her burst nose. Beige wooden 

daggers stuck out of her grey dull

 shirt, as she stuttered to speak.

I met a man called Lantern…

I could see his burnt skin dry up and fall off in tiny pieces efficiently. 

His hair was soft and golden that soothed me, his bright eyes did shine like and as bright as his soul.

His polished voice was smooth and calming to listen to. 

He burst out his laughter when he heard the animals around us scream for freedom. 

I met a little girl called Skeleton, 

She has a slim bony body, I could see her pointy bones furiously poke out of her.

She had no hair to be seen, 

As her oval shaped holes as eyes 

Looked towards me creepily she stumbled towards me urging me to run.