by Sandesh (age 15) | Partner Organization: Ama Foundation
The Ama Foundation is a grassroots US-based 501(c) (3) non-profit organization dedicated to providing the most underprivileged children of Nepal with a loving home, education, and to live healthy and secure lives within their community.
A little bit of a positive spin on this tale...
Jack slept in the attic Dead creepy creatures and demons he saw them all Jack, dont panic Pretend its a game; they dont know you by name and theyll vanish He sees a ghost, sister He sees a ghost Jack felt the brush of a shape across his back He stole a glimpse and her cape was long and black Pretend its a game; they dont know you by name and theyll vanish But the dead girl called him Jack and he panicked Wide-eyed and screaming he ran down the stairs Who can he run to for comfort now that hes scared? He went to his sisters room but she wasn't there The dead girl was waiting her face veiled by her hair He sees a ghost, sister He sees a ghost He sees ghosts, sister He sees a ghost His legs numb from running, he catches his breath in the park Who was that dead girl I saw? he thinks to himself in the dark How did she know my name? he asks himself in a whisper Now he can explain she was his dead sister He sees his ghost sister He sees her ghost He sees his ghost sister He sees her
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Brother Jack can see the dead and hear their voices in his head. Demons dancing creepy things, all the fright his sixth sense brings. Late one night in the attic he curls visited by a ghostly girl. Floating in a cape of black she comes in close and whispers Jack! Down the stairs poor jack did fly and left his haunted attic behind. Sprint the hall to sisters room to hide from specters frightful doom. He closed the door and turned on the light to search for sister, but she's out of sight. Turning his eyes toward her bed, but the ghostly girl that lays there instead whispers Jack.
Once upon a time a boy could see saw beyond our sights to what shouldn't be One night a ghost in a cape came he closed his eyes in fear as she called out his name Chorus Jack, Jack, Jack the ghost girl said Jack, Jack, Jack to the boy who saw the dead He ran away in fear to His sister's bed The ghost was there too repeating what she said Chorus He fled to a park ?who could that girl be?? ?she is my eldest sister calling out to me!? Chorus
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