(From, “Emotiona Pain, 1/3 of a 1/2”) and I apologize for the quality of the pic. I can really not stay still long enough to be using a camera. Liza, a little English girl, and her new guest, Mr. Hoppins, sit to tea. He wraps a monsterous hand around a teddy bear and shoves it into his second mouth. The girl squeals, “No! Don’t do that to Mr. Fluffy!”. The monster, nearly a story tall, grumbles, then roars, breezing a storm of bad breath. The little girl, out of frustration thrusts the teacup into the monsters face and screams, “Mr. Hoppins! Stop eating my guests now, and drink your tea!” A large, monsterous hand squeazes around the last teddy bear and he takes it away. He keeps his eyes on the teacup, and he mumbles, trying to distract the girl. “No! No! No!” the little girl insists and tries to pry to bear out of his hand, but the monster growls furiously. “That’s my bear!” she wails. It doesn’t give in. The girl falls back after the arm she tugged on, gives way. Now, really mad that Mr. Hoppins wouldn’t forfeit his bad behavior, the little girl goes to the bush and grabs a broom, then shakes it at the monster. Her face is twisted in maddness. The monster’s eyes widen and he drops the bear and runs off, fearful as the girl runs after him, fliaing the broom in the air. Mr. Hoppins Squeals and attempts to climb up a small garden tree. Liza is below, swinging the broom at him, screaming. A mother, watching out the window, laughs lightly and goes back to work, cleaning a glass from the sink full of dirty dishes. “Ah, Liza is learning quickly. Much quicker that Lucy did.”
A darker poem about a girl who is being possessed by a group of spirits. Inspired by my own way of life, the occurences that have overcome me, and a friend of mine. And yes, i know what you're thinking, and no, I don't.