Here is my newest work and will be in book three. I am sharing it here with all of you first, I hope you all like it.

ELENORE!....................BY:KPRIMM

The lonely girl was teased and shunned by nearly everyone
To bring her pain and misery was how they had their fun
She never hurt A single soul just wanted to be loved
But now she rots down underground, while they still walk above.

It's true the girl was different, but A kindly soul was she
But they teased her and they called her witch and hung her from A tree
Their heartless act it cut her deep just like A sharpened knife
The trick they played on her that night,went wrong and took her life.

And in the girls last dying breath she looked upon each one
And cursed them for their hatred and the evil they had done
The cowards ran away that night and swore they'd all be silent
Her curse swore that she'd track each one and pay them back with violence.

The gates of death swung open and her soul went on its way
To track them all down one by one, and in turn make each pay
When darkness fell upon the town she knew the time had come
So she left the lonely graveyard so her vengeance could be done.

They thought that they had heard the last of poor sweet Elenore
Safely lying in their beds behind the locked wood door
The living they are filled with sin,and these sinned more than most
Barred iron gates and locked wood doors mean nothing to A ghost.

She floated right into his room and stood beside his bed
A fleeting glimpse of Elenore and soon the fool was dead
Now his soul would also feel the coldness of the grave
And that left just three others, and the other three would pay.

She could not leave the graveyard when the sun shone overhead
But time, it doesn't mean A thing, sweet Elenore is dead
She watches as they go about their business every day
But when darkness falls, they'll hear her call, by GOD she'll make them pay.

The night it came so quickly as her awful vengeance grew
She floated through the bedroom wall of victim number two
His face was froze in terror lying lifeless on the floor
As A smile slowly crossed the face of dear sweet Elenore.

Another night another victim the scene played out the same
And now there was just one soul left for Elenore to claim
The last one knew that she was next, that Elenore would come
And so she took her own life at the barrel of A gun.

Her work was done, or so it seemed, and now her soul could rest
But every night her ghost came back, she liked the darkness best
The gentle soul that once was there will not be seen no more
Replaced by awful vengeance in the soul of ELENORE!