Late Night Snack - Personal Writing

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Late Night Snack - Personal Writing

I slowly drew the fridge door open and squinted as the light from its

door pierced the darkness. It was late and I was desperately searching

for a late night snack to sustain me until the morning. The house was

abnormally quiet that night. I could usually hear the gentle whir of

the freezer, But not that night. I heard a tap on the glass window,

followed by another. Rain began to dance on the gravel outside, and

the trees seemed to whisper as a breeze blew through their branches. I

remember smiling to myself; I have always loved a summer rainstorm.

Food in hand, still half blind in the darkness, I fumbled through the

house, making my way back to my bedroom.

As I settled into bed and pulled my warm covers over me, I felt crumbs

from my sandwich fall to the sheets. I just grinned to myself; I was

both too hungry and too tired to care. Suddenly, the darkness of my

bedroom was interrupted by a flash of lightning, illuminating my room

through my window. I was overwhelmed with a feeling of irrational fear

and I felt my flesh grow cold as I heard branches angrily scratching

the glass from my window. I pulled the duvet over my head and paused

for a brief moment.

"Don't be stupid" I said out loud. The trees still seemed to whisper

and I thought I heard my name. Did I hear a voice, or was fear playing

some trick on my mind? "Matt" I heard, weakly at first, as though

someone was calling me from a distance. My heart pounded and I

instinctively drew the bed linen tightly around me, my body shaking

with fear. 'Matt,' the voice called to me again, louder this time and

more insistent. My heart was aching, racing and I felt as though it

would surely explode.

Fearfully, I peered out from under the covers and gazed towards the

window. A flash of lightening revealed a face, horribly disfigured,

staring back at me.

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