Her life was on the edge,
She was ignored in public,
Consistently neglected at home,
And nobody seemed to care about her presence.

She didn’t have to go,
Her life was too short,
But she was too close-minded;
And felt she had no other choice.

So she made the choice,
To one night go into her basement,
Take a dagger-like kitchen knife;
And willingly end her life.




\Her end was tragic,
But her spirit is alive,
Roaming through the halls;
Haunting the families within the house.

Nothing could be done,
The disrespect and neglect,
Has added up over time;
And many families paid for it.

Many families haunted,
Many families killed,
All do to her being neglected,
Now the house is rejected.

They move in with positive thoughts,
Here the terrifying stories,
Do not think they are true;
Then end up in the blue.