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Haunted House


In haunted houses,

There are old things,

Creaky and broken floors,

Walls,

Ceilings,

And broken windows

 

There may be headstones,

And rodents,

 

There are no ghosts,

No dead people in the houses,

You do not need to be scared,

So do not worry if something pokes you

While you are walking in it.

 
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