Personal and Imaginative Story

Personal and Imaginative Story

I heard a noise, but at first I didn't think anything of it. Then I

heard another noise, this time it was louder and it caught my

attention. Instantly, I awoke and sat up in my bed, I was scared; I

didn't know what that noise could be. I then heard noises of cupboard

opening and became curious to what or who was making these noises.

Immediately I reached for my dressing gown, which was laying on my

dresser and put it on as quitely and discretely as possible, trying

not to disturb what was going on down stairs.

Suddenly I heard a glass smash. I thought to my self that whoever was

in my house is now in the kitchen and searching though my cupboards.

What are they looking for? What's going to happen? Am I going to get

hurt? This question kept repeating in my head over and over. I knew

what I had to do…. my curiosity had taken the best of me, I had to go

down stairs no matter what.

Now I was at the top of my stairs and I knew I had to go down them

quietly, one by one. I could hardly hold on to the railing because my

hands were shaking so badly. I was trying to be as quite as possible

so I didn't disturb whoever or whatever was down stairs. As I went

down the stairs all I wanted to do was to run back to my bedroom and

hide under the covers, were I felt safe. But I knew I couldn't because

I had to find out what was in my house and what the hell where they

doing in there? As I went down the stairs slowly one by one I felt so

frightened, my heart was thumping and my whole body was shaking, what

should have taken a few minutes seemed to be taking forever, the

stairs went on and on, it seemed like hours before I finally reached

the bottom.

That evening I had had friends over and we had drank a couple of