The Storm grew greater each passing dawn,

While Lamare sits,

Reading ,

Reading he did as the storm went on,

Until he heard a sound that at first was not telling,

Until he heard something knocking, Knocking at his Door.

Knock, Knock, he heard.

Knock, Knock,

Knock, Knock.

For whatever was doing that' knocking,

For whatever was at his door,

Surprised that he had not heard the knocks before.

He stands on his feet,

Looking around for his raggy fleece,

Hearing and Hearing More.

Knock, Knock, he heard.

Knock, Knock,

Knock, Knock.

For whatever was now knocking,

For whatever was wanting to come into his Dorm,

For whatever was making the knocking was knocking more,

Wondering if he should stop whoever was at his Door.

He moved closer,

Hearing and Hearing more.

Knock, Knock, he heard.

Knock, Knock,

Knock, Knock.

For as he got closer to the door,

Something told him he should not open and not walk a further more,

For whatever was knocking and knocking more,

But Tempted he was ,

To open and find out what was outside of his Door.

He shudders,

Hearing and Hearing more.

Knock, Knock, he heard.

Knock, Knock,

Knock, Knock.

Terrified,

filled with fear and nothing more,

Wondering hauntingly who was coming into his dorm,

Knocking and Knocking, Violently pounding some more,

He shakes,

getting closer to see what was at his Door.

It gets louder,

Louder as he hears more.

Knock, Knock, he heard.

Knock, Knock,

Knock, Knock.

But then the knocking stopped,

Lamare relieved as his hands dropped

Thankful for whatever was there was no longer at his Door.

Until he heard a few, and a few more.

Knock, Knock, He heard.

Knock, Knock,

Knock, Knock,

KNOCK, KNOCK!

And within Lamare's Dorm,

Sounds of Screams are drowned by the midnight storm,

For since that night,

So be warned,

For when you hear Knocking and Knocking at your Door.

You'd Hear this, and soon even more,

Knock, Knock, You'd hear.

Knock, Knock,

Knock, Knock,

Knock, Knock.

THE END.