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Author Name: Moderatorhnk903 4 Comments
Date Added: October 11, 2006 21:10:23 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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The sailor
It was all hallows eve
A cold harsh wind was blowing
The sun was setting
Leaving a dim gold glow
To the remnants of the day
The fingers of the night were closing in their grip
As the trick or treaters began their yearly haunting
I was closing down yet another humdrum day
They seem to dominate my hollow existence
In this sleepy shore lined town of nowhere U.S.A.
As the dusk settled into darkness
I began my habitual walk home
But this walk would be different
 I noticed on this night a cold, forboding chill
Not in the air, no, this ran into my bones
I had heard all the stories, the urban legends
Beware the sailor they would say
He goes by no name, at least none that was known
Hearsay has it that he met with an untimely demise
 They say he was a merchant seaman
Here on an overnight stay
Who ran afoul of four drunken locals
On a halloween just like this one
 They surrounded him outside the tavern
"We don't take kindly to strangers here" they told him
They asked him to go back to his ship
He politely refused
One of the drunkards picked up a gaffing hook
Planted it in the left side of the sailor's neck
He dropped to the ground in a heap
They watched him die, his blood running into the bay
The drunken men weighted down the body
Dropped it into the bay
The wind began to blow
Howling like a screaming banshee
Each man was chilled to their very bones
It was merely a portent of what was to come
Tonight there will be blood spilled
Chaos and hysteria shall rule this historic night
 The sailor will rise from the bay
The price of revenge will be exacted this night
Just as it has been over the past three halloweens
Tonight I know his haunting will end
I walk on and I hear his hook dragging the street
 Cold runs the blood in my bones
Like my three friends before me
 I will fall prey to his horrible revenge
He will gaff me with his hook
Watch as life drains from my eyes
 Just as I did to him
 He will drag me into his watery grave
 His revenge will be complete
 
 
Author's Notes:
My thanks to Frozen Tears for sending me this word bank challenge, I hope I did you proud Tears. The words are: howling, hearsay, haunting, horrible, historic, habitual, harsh, hysteria, hollow, humdrum, hook and heap
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Comments:
Comment By: FreeAngel on October 12, 2006 01:56:00 PM Report
Good lord !! I can only guess that you have stolen the ability to remark from every comment, this was amazing

 

Love Angelx

Comment By: FreeGlata on October 12, 2006 08:39:45 AM Report
HOLY CRAP! Henry, this is perfect!!!!! You did a smashing job with that word bank...wasn't it wonderful!? I loved workign with it...

Now I hve shivers.....the creepy crawly kind, this time, lol! (grin)

Loved this!

glata

Comment By: FreeGraham Jones on October 12, 2006 06:16:48 AM Report
Excellent work Henry, I thoroughly enjoyed reading this, great imagination and descriptive quality
Comment By: FreeCindy Bendel on October 11, 2006 11:11:22 PM Report
Outstanding Henry...but yikes, how am i ever to sleep tonight??

great write

 

*shaking in her shoes*

~Cindy





 


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