When I was working on my presentation one night, I heard someone knocking on my front door. It’s 11:58 PM, two more minutes to 12 midnight. Who could it be, I thought to myself. My parents are away and I’ll be home alone for the next 3 days. You see, when I was young I encountered something unusual and now I’m afraid to stay home alone.
I got up and walked down my hallway that leads to the door. My hallway is dimmed with lights, the living hall is dark, and so does the kitchen that’s connected from the living hall. As I looked out of the peep hole, there’s no one there. Probably some ignorant teenagers who are trying to seek some fun in the night by scaring the people around the neighborhood.
I then went back into my room and continued with what I was doing. I have yet to finish my work, so I guess I’ll be staying up late today.
It’s 1:58 AM now, I’m getting a little bit sleepy so I got up to the kitchen to make myself some hot chocolate, hopefully it’ll keep me awake for a little while more until I finished my work. I heard someone knocking on my door again while waiting for the water to boil. How strange, who could it be at this hour? I thought to myself. I’m feeling a bit anxious now, as this was what happened when I was younger back then that made me so afraid to be home alone and never did I actually stayed up late unless I needed to do my work.
I dimmed my kitchen light and hopefully the person would think that I’m asleep or assume that I did not hear the knocking. I stayed low until I heard another knock. The knocks are getting louder and harder- becoming more like a banging of the door, as if that person is trying to break in.
I’m scared. I slowly walked up to my room, sneakily, to seek security. The knock stopped. I went back to my table to continue with my work.
It’s 2:58 AM now, I’m done with my work. I’ll just have to save it and I’m ready for bed. The knock comes again, who could it be? Knocking on my door at this hour. I’m so afraid to walk down my hallway to the door.
I turned my lights off but leave my table lamp on for security purposes. I laid on my bed quietly, wanting the person who is knocking on my door would go away, and at the same time as I try to fall asleep.
The knocking stopped , it’s 3:01 AM now. Wow it’s late and sure is creepy- you know, people says that ghosts are extremely active at this hour. As I was about to fall asleep, I heard a footstep crackling up the stairs. Remember- I’m home alone and I don’t have any pets. I froze on my bed, I couldn’t move. I told you I was afraid to be home alone because of what happened in my younger days and I felt like I’m back in those days now.
The clock is ticking slowly, it’s going to be a long night. I’m a child again. I blinked and he’s on top of me , those red blood shot eyes and disgusting sharp teeth. I looked over him to saw what was writing on the ceiling- “we meet again”- I’m going to die.
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