Little Ghost Girl 2, The Return Poem by Desiree Marceliussen

She has revealed herself to me,
her tormented screams, I hear
everywhere I go..

I followed the cry, up to the attic,
where she sat in the shadows..
'Help me! Help me! ' she would call.

I ran over and asked what was wrong.
'help me! ' she chanted, as if it were a song.
I looked at her closely, and found slits
on her neck. Who would do this, to that poor
little girl?

She screamed one last time,
but then disappeared..
See you next time, I'm always here...