Based off of the books "Flowers in the Attic" and "Petals on the Wind" by V.C. Andrews.
The attic
lonely,
quiet,
empty.
Now that all
the little attic mice
are dead or gone.
Two are gone and two are dead.
A small bedroom
with two beds
in a locked wing;
nothing's changed.
A lopsided snail,
a purple and red butterfly,
flowers once adorned with gems,
all turned to grey.
A wilted garden
filled with so much pain
stands as it was left,
not even Momma came back.
The only thing that
gives away the horrors
is a note written
by the dancer doll.
We lived in the attic,
Christopher, Cory, Carrie, and me,
now there are only three.
-Catherine