U is for Unknown
Ghosts and demons and things that go bump in the night. Here's a little something I wrote about the evil I felt, the unknown danger I felt creeping around me.
I hurried down the walkway, through the lilac bushes and
listening to the rustle of the oak trees as their unspoken voices urged me to hurry. The moon glistened in little spots of
glitter as it found holes to light my way through the over growth.
I twisted the door knob and pushed, tumbling quickly into
the house. I whirled and slammed the door. Anger pulsating in the night as the door prevented entry. The family room was quiet, the only
light the embers in the fireplace. Shivering, I headed to my room.
I opened the door enough to squeeze through and closed it
quickly. I switched on the light and turned the lock on my door. The blue roses
covering my walls brought me a measure of peace. I turned. Shuddering I quickly
made my way to the windows. One by one I closed the blinds and pulled the
curtains, making sure not a speck of darkness made its way into my room. Scared
of the evil lurking outside.
I sat in the corner, as far away as I could from the
windows. I was the only one home. I could feel the malevolence surrounding the
windows. I could feel the unseen eyes staring at me. The unseen hands trying to
get in.
Quickly, I retreated to the one place I felt safe. Closing
the door to the closet, I sat. Ensconced in darkness I felt safe. Safe from the
evil wanting in.
Have you ever lived somewhere scared of the malevolence that only you could feel? What unknown are you frightened of?
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