Let me tell you a tale of a terrible dream

Where I awoke at an open to a loud haunting scream

'Twas a dark wooden house with a bottomless glare

Where the seller never left, he was constantly there

On my way to his house tense and afraid

I turned on his street where I hoped and I prayed

To be alone in his home with no miserable heat

But there was his car parked right on the street

I walked up to the door and counted to three

It slowly creaked open as I twisted the key

I flipped on the light and tiptoed around

No sign of the seller, no greeting or sound

I checked in the den and checked in his room

I even looked in the closet behind the broom

I stepped out in the yard and picked up every stone

I was finally at peace, I was finally alone!

Back in the house I relaxed in a chair

In my cell phone reflection I parted my hair

I looked down at my screen, my heart started to race

I saw a sadistic grin across my seller’s face

I snapped out of my haze and let out a scream

For I opened my eyes, it was only a dream

I awoke from my haze and said, "I am fine"

Then I heard him behind me say, “Rise and shine!”