Off the Grounds

I sneak through

The attic passageway

Onto the roof.

It is a cool night,

With many stars

And a crescent moon.

A perfect night

For adventure.

I slide down a vine

On the side of the old

School building.

With no companion

The night is almost scary.

Erie fog

Floats through the air.

The clouds move

In front of the moon,

And for a moment

It is pitch black.

I turn on my flashlight

Telling myself

Not to second guess

What I’m doing.

I have to find Courtney.

I have to know her.


I sneak of the grounds,

Dodging the cameras

And laser beams.

And then I see it.

The End

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