After the fairest of day,
In the chills of the night,
They come out to play
and feed on your fright.

For your soul, they thirst;
For your soul, you fear.

Unsafe is the earth,
but sure is your end.

Dear child, sleep
and save your tears,
Dear child, sleep
and wait your end.

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Hey guys, how'd finals go?? :-)
I did this little poem, inspired by the thought of a Christmas ghost.

What horror stories do you know of which is set at Christmas?