Mom: look outside
Very odd
She knows not where she might reside

She walks to the window
Pulls it open
It's stuck
So she replies:

I am not at home
Another time

She really hates her mother,
Why bother?

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Ignore.
Then there is a knock on the door
She goes to the foyer
To whomever it might be,
She clears her throat,
Preparing to say 'bye'

But no one is there.

There was another knock.

By the window,
A funny lady stood.

Head hanging on for dear
Life
From the neck

Like a scab
Picked off from a fresh
Cut

She had a big smile,
Her teeth made of bile

And around her wrists was a tie
It read
"Child, it is not good to lie."

Then the funny lady whispered,
In a croaky and scratchy voice

"I lied once,
I did not lie again.
For as you can see...
I
Met
My
End."

Then there was a faint
message in the
winds
that blew through her room

Your mother is angry...
Now I'll see you soon