Some dates are just numbers. Others are invitations. Tonight, we gather under the long shadow of one such number—Thirteen. A number that, when it falls on a Friday, carries with it a legacy of caution, of mystery, and of dread. Superstition? Perhaps... Or perhaps.. a whisper from something older than reason?
This original poem was written by Shandon Loring and Ossian Grey especially for Friday the 13th!
ABOUT THE POEM • A mysterious speaker visited by an eerie presence tied to Friday the 13th. • Superstition, ghostly imagery, and an escalating sense of dread. • A haunting refrain with the number thirteen. • A final revelation that the Curse is less in the number and more in belief itself.
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