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7th Floor


I Live on the 6th floor In a building with no 7th but neighbors tell each other the truth the 7th floor. I can count and I can see, yet I'm the crazy one for saying there isn't a 7th floor. On the 6th floor across from me an old man lives that loves the same but younger other neighbors know of his papers but talk to him because he knows there is a 7th floor on the 6th floor next to me a woman lives that took her husband and pointed to another our neighbors know of the knive she keeps but talk to her because she knows there's a 7th floor. On the 6th floor down the hall from me a boy lives who can't be older than 17 and the neighbors know that if we looked we would find our things with him. But the neighbors talk to him because he knows there's a 7th floor. Alone I live on the top floor Where I know there are no upward stairs and my own ceiling is the highest one. But no one talks to me because I know there is no 7th floor.
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