Eel Marsh House<\/p>\n
imagine \u00a0it, unlived in<\/p>\n
On An island\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n once a day<\/p>\n cut off by the tides<\/p>\n the old house<\/p>\n very very grey<\/p>\n <\/p>\n only mythical beings and phantoms<\/p>\n dare I say<\/p>\n would even contemplate a stint<\/p>\n by living so far away<\/p>\n <\/p>\n normality in gothic times<\/p>\n where afflictions come and go<\/p>\n where history had produced a tale<\/p>\n of a boys death<\/p>\n deep below<\/p>\n <\/p>\n the muddy quicksand sadly<\/p>\n the horse reared \u00a0and the cart<\/p>\n tipped into the \u00a0waiting ooze<\/p>\n Breaking a mothers heart<\/p>\n <\/p>\n that mother died and was buried<\/p>\n her child was lost for sure<\/p>\n the haunting was contagious<\/p>\n the villagers knew more<\/p>\n <\/p>\n they had not been able<\/p>\n to save her or her darking son<\/p>\n and thus \u00a0a darkened aura<\/p>\n Was generally then spun<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Children began dying<\/p>\n when a certain Mr Kipps\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n was charged to deal<\/p>\n with the domain<\/p>\n To go to Eel Marsh House<\/p>\n the paperwork \u00a0and a chain<\/p>\n <\/p>\n of experiences forthcoming<\/p>\n this young man<\/p>\n knew he must<\/p>\n try to sort the mystery<\/p>\n that brought so much disgust.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n he had lost his wife<\/p>\n to childbirth<\/p>\n and was ruffled one might say<\/p>\n but made the trip<\/p>\n and investigated<\/p>\n the trauma of the day<\/p>\n <\/p>\n the heartache and the suffering<\/p>\n of a mother \u00a0who had lost<\/p>\n her dear son in the mounting ooze<\/p>\n a truly heavy cost<\/p>\n <\/p>\n that clearly played upon her mind<\/p>\n in phantom speak no doubt<\/p>\n how sorry and her sadness<\/p>\n her remorse how it was out<\/p>\n <\/p>\n in the house \u00a0in phantom form<\/p>\n a mother searching she<\/p>\n needed to find her precious son<\/p>\n at the bottom of the sea<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Mr Kipps his wife had died<\/p>\n and his son was all he had<\/p>\n he realised to have lost so much<\/p>\n really just how bad<\/p>\n <\/p>\n it is to live a life<\/p>\n and found himself to be<\/p>\n Investigating the hauntings<\/p>\n and the wretched misery<\/p>\n <\/p>\n reading through the papers<\/p>\n and visiting the need<\/p>\n to satisfy the ghostly search<\/p>\n of the mother \u00a0who did bleed<\/p>\n <\/p>\n where apparitions \u00a0do occur<\/p>\n his son was sent to be<\/p>\n with him in the village<\/p>\n where the women in Black we see<\/p>\n <\/p>\n frequenting the old house<\/p>\n and the cemetery<\/p>\n He found the lost sons body<\/p>\n in the quicksand\u2019s constancy<\/p>\n <\/p>\n he took the body back<\/p>\n to where the mothers body \u00a0laid<\/p>\n and put it in her casket<\/p>\n Clearly he \u00a0obeyed<\/p>\n his heart and soul<\/p>\n and subsequently<\/p>\n a light spread \u00a0over all<\/p>\n His own \u00a0son came to visit him<\/p>\n at the railways station wall.<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n his emotions were created<\/p>\n when his son walked on the line<\/p>\n with an express coming towards him<\/p>\n Mr Kipps leapt down as fine and dandy<\/p>\n in the shine<\/p>\n <\/p>\n of the railway lights before him<\/p>\n taken was he by<\/p>\n his dead wife and his son and heir<\/p>\n Floating towards the sky<\/p>\n <\/p>\n his good deed for joining<\/p>\n The women in the black<\/p>\n with her son from the darkly ooze<\/p>\n which won him his family back<\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Eel Marsh House imagine \u00a0it, unlived in On An island\u00a0 once a day cut off by the tides the old house very very grey only mythical beings and phantoms dare I say would even contemplate a stint by living … Continue reading