{"id":134047,"date":"2023-09-02T17:58:50","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T21:58:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=134047"},"modified":"2023-09-03T13:08:11","modified_gmt":"2023-09-03T17:08:11","slug":"fright-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/fright-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Fright"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I felt a <strong>tremor<\/strong> shake the house<\/p>\n<p>on the night of the storm<\/p>\n<p>thunder roared as lightning shattered the sky<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I heard weird sounds in the night<\/p>\n<p>like an <strong>elk<\/strong> crying<\/p>\n<p>a buffalo snorting<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I hid under the blankets<\/p>\n<p>with just my <strong>elbow<\/strong> sticking out of my <strong>jacket<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I pulled it in, when it got chilled<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I summoned up the courage<\/p>\n<p>to investigate an irritating banging noise<\/p>\n<p>I heard it coming from the <strong>carport<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>slowly I climbed down the stairs<\/p>\n<p>one step at a time<\/p>\n<p>the noise seemed to be getting louder<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>the <strong>lightbulb<\/strong> hanging from the <strong>ceiling<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>was swaying back and forth and banging<\/p>\n<p>a <strong>bucket<\/strong> on the floor was filled with red bloody liquid<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>what&#8217;s going on?<\/p>\n<p>I stuck my pinky in to identify the bubbly<\/p>\n<p>OMG&#8230;it was delicious beet juice<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>just then I heard my alarm clock go off<\/p>\n<p>my mother yelling at me to get ready for school<\/p>\n<p>grateful to end this nightmare of a dream<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I felt a tremor shake the house on the night of the storm thunder roared as lightning shattered the sky &nbsp; I heard weird sounds in the night like an elk crying a buffalo snorting &nbsp; I hid under the blankets with just my elbow&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5351,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-134047","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/134047","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5351"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=134047"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/134047\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":144245,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/134047\/revisions\/144245"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=134047"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=134047"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=134047"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}