HORROR Unlit back alley Smelly with rubbish blowing Crash! A cat dropping Dropping onto a bin. Orange glow of a thrown cigarette. Mandy Shelbourne He put poison in her teacup While she was washing up the dishes And she fell on the floor And the dishes fell down with her. He carried her to the river Where she woke up, there they struggled And he stabbed her with a sheathknife Then pushed her in the water. Patrick Hamilton In the dark forest all the trees hang over. All the dangerous animals are roaing, running wild. The hunter, trapped in a hole in the ground, is slowly starving. A bright red apple falls to his feet from a poisonous tree. Gaynor Sysum chair single bed wardrobe chest of drawers long brown hair hanging from the bed the body twisted across white blankets the mouth was open moaning gurgling Lorraine Dunn In the street where I live are thin houses with bricks missing. Spiders as long as my fingers crawlalong the windows. At 4 o'clock gangs of thin people gather, roaring and snarling, hanging people who aren't like them and then they start to eat them using their hands and breaking bones. Then all of a sudden they all begin to die and there is thick poisonous blood pouring down the gutters. Robby Siner Cats chase each other in the narrow backalley. Someone falls heavily on glass. Loud splash in the river Then quiet. Christine Davies The Haunted House On the way to school I pass the Haunted House No broken windows No overgrown garden No bats or wolves howling No rattling chains No ghostly moans No midnight howls No ghastly groans It's just I always walk round it Never looking Never going near it And won't even let its shadow touch me. Carol Meyler