It was a cold, foggy morning, 20 degrees outside, I was walking through the forest at six o'clock because I kept hearing the same weird screeching noise repeatedly. I heard rustling in the bushes beside me, I was starting to get creeped out. My house had to be miles away now, I kept hearing branches break even when I wasn't walking. Surely it could be just an animal but whatever it was still scared me a lot, "Why did I have to do this?!" I asked myself in my head. I decided I had to turn around, whatever it was could stay out here. Just then I heard someone running towards me, I couldn't help but run back to my house. I ran into the house, my heart still pounding in my chest, I tried to go back to sleep. But after witnessing that, I just couldn't fall asleep. I knew something was still out there, I just couldn't figure out who. I was currently in the kitchen with the fridge open while trying to find something to eat. When suddenly there was banging coming from the door, I wasn't expecting anyone so surely I was scared. "Who would bang on my door at 7:08 in the morning?" I thought to myself. I go over to the peephole and see..nothing? I was scared but the person who was knocking could've just left because I did take a long time to go to the door so they could've thought no one was home. I sighed and checked the time, "7:15.." I said to myself, still scared of what happened moments ago..
