Imagination running wild
Two years ago, while I was getting ready to go out, I
heard a strange noise. I was alone in the house and that scared the hell out of
me. After checking the other rooms, I suddenly saw my brother's room in a mess.
It was a little bit weird but I didn't think of any robbers. It's impossible
for a robber to get in a house with someone in. Something mysterious had just
happened. I started cleaning the room, when the window got foggy. An odd
creature, something like a human without hands and legs appeared. The lights
went out twice. I was ready to leave, but a scream stopped me. Things got worse
the minute I received a phone call. My mobile rang five times and the screen
was flashing my contact “Grandad”. I was shocked, being afraid that I had lost
my mind. The fact that I was alone affected me and my imagination ran wild. But
no! My grandad died three years ago. I put on my shoes, grabbed my keys and my
cellphone and left the house immediately, doubting why I didn't act so from the
beginning. I just know that I felt scared, stiff and hopeless…
Artemis Xionidi A4 -Spring2023
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