The Haunted Mansion's 40th Anniversay and the family that got to spend the night----has made me think about how cool it would be to be alone in the Haunted Mansion....I've decided to express that with a little poem (no standard form used here--just seeing where it leads)....
What would you look forward to the most about a night alone in the Haunted Mansion?....
If you could go anywhere and do anything?
If you could spend the night?
Or walk through the ride all alone?
Share those thoughts here
As i slowly create an unbelievable story of such a night. (Rough Draft version ---there may be mispelling ,,,Etc..)
Alone in the Haunted Mansion (part 1)
It was a foggy night
Unnatural one might say
For a Friday evening in May
Through a series on events
That shall remain unspoken
And pledges that were broken?
I had the opportunity to spend a night
Alone in the Haunted Mansion
What a spooky delight.
Alone I stood
In front of its iron gates
A rusty key in a nervous hand
I turned the key inside the gates metal plates
As I did the fog rolled in
Off the the Rivers of America
Crawling up out of the water
Windings up the pathway
Racing past me toward the Mansion Entrance
I approached the Mansion
Shuffling my feet through the fog
Uncertain of each step
Passing by the horseless hearse
Carefully up the steps
The doors already open
The fog leading the way inside
Like some supernatural guide
The foyer was completely dark
The candlelights did not flicker.
As I stepped into the room
The fog grew thicker
Filling the room up to my eyes
I thought I heard a whisper
It said “Surprise”
Then back outside the thick fog went
My nerves already were fairly spent
Alone in the darkness of the Haunted Mansion I stood
“I’ve got a bad feeling about this”
“This can’t be good”
(To Be continued)