It was one satarday in the morn
when my happynesss was torn.

By the most weird weird weird thing.
like raining frogs that like to sing.

but the most frightning that I recall.
was when i booted my ball.

It flew over the side of the park.
it was caught my something hiding in the dark.

It was holding a sack.
of body peices that It had hack.

It stepped out with a snort.
I chuck to the ground a head it Caught.

It stepped forward feet slobbing like brick.
he spoke “it makes me sick”.

“when people throughstuff on my ground” It sighed.
I coudn’t answer I was petrified.

I looked with a menasing look” .
then Its face change “oh what a long time its took”.

he pulled a blade out of his sack.
bloodstained the one he used to hack.

off all of the body bits.
he said “now I will give you the splits.

he ran at me at a speed fast i would rate.
then ran into the park Gate.

copyrigt 2006

Belac Wal (age 9)

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