Somewhere off in the distance, thunder roared and lightning stuck the earth. Well 'off in the distance' had passed, now the storm's full fury was unleashed upon the house. The sound waves and wind shook the aging wood, causing many unpleasant sounds to echo in the house. The noise kept me up especially, my room was the worst during storms. I wasn't up because i was scared. I don't get scared, the noise and the thought of the glass from the large windows breaking was what had me up.
I tried to push the sounds from my mind. Tried being the key word. Then my door shifted and I sat up, staring at the form of the child before me...
I tried to push the sounds from my mind. Tried being the key word. Then my door shifted and I sat up, staring at the form of the child before me...
