Night of Dreams
Marie and I were standing in front of the House of Bones last night.
She looked over at me and shook her head, " this is no good for you Anita " she warned me " there's much danger here for you. "
I nodded and reached out for the door handle and she snatched at my wrist " Ask who's house this is before you go in, bring her a gift and don't eat anything she offers you. "
" I'll remember. " I said.
" Anita, don't fall asleep in this place either. Go in awake or go in asleep. But don't do both. Otherwise you'll get lost. "
I woke up and found that it was just after three in the morning I spent some time wondering about Marie's warnings. Funny, she should be warning me about a writing project...a blogg.
Almost as funny as the little doll I found on the pillow next to me when the sun came up. Even funnier was the message carved into the wall above my bed.
Beware the House of Baba Yaga...
© anita marie moscoso 2005-text