Ghosts should not wear noisy shoes.
Creak. There goes my floor.
Slippers are what I would use.
Bang: The basement door.
I tell them, “Don’t you realize?
You’re noisy. Don’t come in.”
We stand and stare with scary eyes.
They bang the door again.
Text: Linked to dVerse Quadrille. Grace is hosting with prompt word “creak”.
Photo: “Pumpkin Pile” by he author.