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Just An Old House

written by: Verona Jones



Just an old house falling apart,
along a mountain interstate.
Travelers abandoned their cars
or so it’s rumored by the locals.

Aged wood, no shingles on the roof,
just an old house falling apart.
Sitting vacant empty for years,
yet, daily cars are parked outside.

An odd unexplained mystery
to be told around the small town.
Just an old house falling apart,
a ghost story for the tourists.

Some swear when the moon is pregnant,
her light but silver beams at night.
Screams are heard coming from that place,
just an old house falling apart.

Verona Jones

Verona Jones

I'm an aspiring writer living in Tucson, Arizona. I currently attending Southern New Hampshire University (SNHU) pursuing a Master's in Creative Writing. Emphasis on Fiction. I'm a rookie writer for Coffee House Writers, Digital Fox Media, and Vocal.media. I'm getting experience writing, and slowly building my portfolio. I'm hoping to become a professional writer. That's my dream and my goal.
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