Young Writers Society

*This is a song I made about a character named Soleil Le Claire, from the animated Dreamworks show “Fright Krewe” on Hulu. The second season is coming out on March 29th of this year. In honor of this, I made this song. This song is underneath my folder titled “Some scary-ish stories”. Gacha Club character designs are on my wall. Enjoy this song! Please watch the show, it’s amazing! :>*

I always dreamed of going on an adventure

The final girl to live through it all

I’d brave through all the goblins and ghouls

I’d take their teeth and turn it into jewelry

Because I’m a freak too

And they can’t hurt me

All my life, they judge me

I’m like a Halloween decoration

A timed jumpscare

A thing of nightmares

And I smiled through it all

I laughed at their disgust

“People will hate what they don’t understand, so don’t ever lose your shine” my parents would tell me

So I didn’t

I kept through it all

I waved my freak flag high in the sky

I wore my non-conformity like a badge

I carried the insults like trophies

“Because their hate means nothing when you still stand”

Or so my parents would say

When it was all starting to go wrong

I kept my grin on

The demon wouldn’t give up

So I wouldn’t either

When it said it was going to take everything I’d love away

I told it to crawl back to the hole it came from

I thought that I won

But it showed me terror

It showed me pain

My heart, it aches from the vision

Everything and everyone I ever loved

Gone

Bleeding

Burning

And it was all my fault

I’m the one who made the demon come out

I’m the one who put them all in danger

It was all my fault

It told me to keep quiet

To do as it said

So I listened

I thought that my silence would fix it all

I talk too much

I act without thinking

I put them all in trouble

They came to save me

They came because they love me

They helped me get rid of it

They took me away

“It’s over, Soleil

No need to worry yourself dead

It’s okay

We’re here now”

Or so my parents think

Because the truth is

It’s still there

It’s hiding in the shadows

It wants me to do terrible things

Such awful, ugly things

Parents think they can protect you

They think they can tell you that you’re worth it and you’ll be fine

But I’m not worth the mud on my boots

Or the dirt in a grave

I’m no final girl

I’m just a kid

And it’s all my fault

I’m sorry