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Moon Rise (1)
Falling asleep has never been so difficult for me. I'm always so tired, that dreams come to me with the closing of my eyelids, but not tonight. Something is different, off, wrong. I can't explain the feeling. It's like that ominous feeling that begins in the pit of your stomach, and then works it's way up into your throat, forming a knot. The feeling in my gut tells me to run off at top speed, but I'm frozen in place. I face the closes door of my room, shaking in fright. *tap* *tap* *tap*
The noise made me jump in fright. It came from the door. Oh, God, I thought, what kind of creature might be out there at this hour? I looked at the little clock on my bedside table. It was 2 AM. I had school the next day, and couldn't afford to lose my sleep on a possible hallucination. Mustering up the courage to speak, I tried to ask, in my most commanding voice, "Who's there?" Although what came out was nothing more than a squeaky, "Wh-wh-who's th-th there?"
The answering growl sent shivers down my spine. You see, the thing is, my family doesn't own a dog......
The noise made me jump in fright. It came from the door. Oh, God, I thought, what kind of creature might be out there at this hour? I looked at the little clock on my bedside table. It was 2 AM. I had school the next day, and couldn't afford to lose my sleep on a possible hallucination. Mustering up the courage to speak, I tried to ask, in my most commanding voice, "Who's there?" Although what came out was nothing more than a squeaky, "Wh-wh-who's th-th there?"
The answering growl sent shivers down my spine. You see, the thing is, my family doesn't own a dog......