Saturday Night
I walked to the kitchen and made myself a hot chocolate. I took a sip feeling the warmth run through my body, instantly relaxing me. I decided to take a quick nap on the couch before Jess came over. As my head hit the pillow I instantly drifted off into a deep sleep.
A loud bang on the door woke me and I jumped out of bed my heart raced as I slowly took a step closer to the door. I remembered what mum said before she left: "...don't open the door to anyone”.
The wind blew loudly as a stood near the door. "w-who is it?" I shakily whispered.
"Uh, it's Jess" she shouted over the howl of the wind.
I sigh of relief ran through me as I threw the door open, and hugged Jess.
"You’re soaked!" I laughed.
Jess swept her long chestnut, brown hair out of her eyes, "well, it's pretty wet out there" she shivered
I gave Jess a towel and walked towards the lounge room as she went to the bathroom to dry herself off. I chose a DVD, but as I was putting the DVD in the player I heard a thump outside. I jumped in fright as my heart skipped a beat, it must be the possums.....I hoped.
I cautiously made my way towards the front door, my heart pounding in my chest. "H-hello, is anybody there?" I stuttered. Nobody answered. I reached out for the handle, twisting the knob slowly. Suddenly I was thrown backwards as a gush of ice cold air rushed past me whipping my hair over my face. Goosebumps began to rise on my arms as I stood up and slammed the door shut, panting as I leaned against it.
Something about that ice cold air scared me; it gave me Goosebumps and made me shiver.
I saw a shadow coming down the stairs. I stood frozen to the spot. “Uhh, Grace, are you alright?" asked Jess. I was filled with relief as I realized it was only Jess. I thought it was safer just to keep my stupid ‘encounter' to myself.
As we watched scary movie after scary movie Jess and I got more scared every second and we would jump at any sounds, the pipes in the roof, the wind howling outside.
Suddenly I heard a ‘Thump, thump, thump’ on the roof. Jess and I jumped in shock, panicking, all the images from the movies etched into our minds.
“W-what was that?!” Jess stuttered scared.
“I don’t know” I admitted”
The loud sound of a window breaking filled our ears as we looked each other in the eyes, I think we were both thinking the same thing. Run.
YOU ARE READING
Home Alone- (Updated version)
Teen FictionHave you ever felt like someone is watching you? This is how 16 year old Grace Davies feels, until one night she realises that there really was someone watching her.
