I Went into a Mysterious House

I sat in a room of delicate souvenirs

and if you touched them, they would slither like snakes.

I sat in a room of miserable mouse

that whispered like people starting to hunt.

I sat in a room of glue sticks

and they stacked on the wall like a herd bees.

I sat in a room of sweets

and they smelt like perfume.

I sat in a room of rain

and the wind hummed.

Finally, I sat in a room of chocolate

and I eat all of it.

By Jessica