The Halloween Child Demon
By Archie Chipps /Oct.8,2017
It was Halloween and we had a lot of candy.
My mom said she need to see if my candy is fine and dandy.
Halloween is over and the next best thing will be Christmas.
As I laid down in my bed, I saw a dark oily looking floating mass.
It moved around the room in the dark with very little light.
Then it tried to enter my body with my spirit, so I put up a fight.
I screamed and struggled in the pain while I was growing weak.
Then my mom asked what is going on with you this week.
The demon was hiding waiting for her to go.
The fight continued as soon as the light didn’t glow.
I was getting weaker and this time my mom was getting mad.
Stop making noises or I will get your dad.
The fight started again and I was still holding out.
Then my mom said shut up in a screaming shout
I really didn’t want it to win, but my mom didn’t stop it this time.
It seemed to move away like a patch of grime.
It floated through the air to my sister’s room.
My sister was not nice, but I could feel her doom.
For a little while she screamed,
Then a sound I thought I dreamed.
She started talking to it like a friend
My fight was over and that was the end
The next day I didn’t know how to act knowing a demon was inside
It didn’t bother me, but she was acting worse so it didn’t hide
Since that day, I have been afraid of that type of scream.
It is the sound of terror when a baby is erupted from a dream
It is the all-out scream that goes beyond fear.
On Halloween night a child screams, and I know what I hear.
I pace the floor, worried about the baby and wanted to be there,
But, I was too afraid, as I walk to the door and smell the air.
I turned on the light, thinking it might hide, but I was afraid it remembered me.
I walked to the bed thinking this kid is going to be very kind, I see.
All I can think is wow.
It seemed to be over now.
I could see it was down in the corner below the bed,
so, I picked up the baby and wiped her sweating head.
Her face was red from the heat of the fight,
Then as I took her with me I turned out the light.
I was still feeling a strong deep fear,
and told the demon it is not welcome here.
by Archie Chipps / Oct. 5 2017
In a day when the churches ruled with a heavy hand.
The spread of lies and fear across the land.
The screams of innocent women as they burned.
While their mothers and father stomachs churned.
This day was not a good day to die this way.
They remember October 30th as a horrid day.
Her parents will always hear her screaming.
Seeing a swirl of leaves passing them and slowly moving.
That night, the church burned in a whirl of a blue flame.
People in fear looked for someone else to blame.
They dragged the girl’s parents from their bed.
The father tried to fight but was hit in the head.
Soon the town had swirling leaves all around.
The leaf devils had faces in them.
One was even singing a hymn.
Then all at once they all screamed and slowly die.
Through the trees we could see stars fall from the sky,
And flaming people running in fear.
Until there was nothing to hear.
The leaf devils are still angry
And they can never agree
Every Halloween the Earth remembers their evaporating tear
While it was recorded in the magnetic atmosphere
As the leaf devils start to blow,
The ghost starts to show.
But when you see a real ghost the air turns to ice.
You breathe out steam and start to think twice.
A real ghost is near.
It whispers in your ear.
Then it jumps away across my cheek,
In a swirl of leaves in a racing streak.
My nose is more sensitive to their smell.
I can smell perfume is clear as a bell.
I can sense them near
While most run from fear.
Then mentally tell their stories
Every moment of their glories