Footsteps
I sat up and turned on my bedside table lamp. A quiet
whispering noise sent a shiver down my spine. I pulled my bed cover tightly
over me as I heard a noise. Footsteps coming closer every second. My heart was
thumping in my chest, quicker than it had ever done before. I was panicking too
much. I needed to calm myself down, it must have been my wild imagination.
Suddenly the window burst open and the curtains started flapping wildly. The
door handle turned slowly. I pulled myself lower in my bed. Then in the middle
of the noise…
By Florence Jenkins
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