• Amélia's poem

    This is an old house

    Which is situated next to a railroad.

    It has many windows,

    White walls, black roof, back to the sun,

    This is an old and haunted house.

     

    This house has a story, a very dark story :

    All of its inhabitants died of madness.

    Maybe it's because of the train

    Maybe it's because of the house itself,

    We don't know.

     

    The villagers don't want to speak about it.

    For them, this house is demoniac,

    It's the door to hell.

    All the people who entered this house never returned, that's why

    The villagers don't want to speak about it.

     

    In the past, the train arrived each day

    But, when the house was built,

    The train disappeared,

    Leaving the rails like traces of its passage,

    As a ghost which leaves an icy wind behind it.

     

    One day, an exorcist comes,

    By learning the strange case of this house.

    He does his job, he casts spells.

    He can see all of the ghosts disappear in the sky,

    And the house is reduced to dust.

     


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