OMG they were all gone . All of them, just like that !

It all began when they and I took things a bit further.

Those I called the Shy Ones.

My fascination for them had been an inquisitive one .

So one evening I invited all my close friends around and just hoped the Shy Ones would appear like they had done a year ago today.

Today was the anniversary of that first contact.

They were shy but curious, I was shy but brave. Together we blended well.

I just hoped today they would appear for my friends too.

I felt special that I , was who they had chosen to make contact with.

But this compliment carried too much excitement to keep to myself.

So I had decided today would be the ideal day to share the burden.

No more secrets, it would no longer be , just I, and them.

And I could not wait !

I had told my close friends and all of my family to meet me at The ole farmhouse.

Everyone knew that the previous farmer had left in a hurry, nobody knew why .

Rumour has it his family had just vanished

That had been 5 yrs ago but I had chosen to ignore gossiping tongues.

I had always wanted to leave the city and find solace in rural life so I had no second thoughts about my new homes frosty past .

My family and friends were pleased I had acquired a beautiful home but not pleased to visit

Tonight was to be different .

Tonight I had told them to get a grip

So just for me , they had reluctantly agreed to meet at mine so I could celebrate my one year at the ole farmhouse.

And now as everyone gathered in the large farmhouse kitchen I was not slow to tell them just how pleased I was that they were all here and that tonight could be a very special night indeed.

As I now turned off the night and told everyone to stay still and keep an eye out the window,

a growing silence filled the room as they the Shy Ones appeared.

Just as they said they would.

There was then a big flash and then

OMG they were all gone. All of them , just like that !

I now stood alone in an empty kitchen.

Then with blinding tears, I ran and I ran .

To this day the ole farmhouse remains inhabited.

That was 10yrs ago and a hole in my heart bleeds a fresh wound at my ignorance and loss for the ones that had warned me .... My family and close friends.

I have not been back to the Ole farmhouse since the day I had left in a hurry.

And now as my homeless body huddles in a shop door way

I curl up in a ball

as invisible cobwebs encase me.

It hurts that I will never see my loved ones again.

It is no longer a secret