Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-30508454-20161115152406

I like the rain. It helps me think and reminds me that no matter what one might go through things can get better. Okay that might sound cheesy but it makes me feel better to think of pleasant things after everything that happened. It was the beginning of August, a Saturday, I’m over 21 so Saturdays are sort of a planning day for whatever wild ideas you have for the evening. I called up my friends and we decided to meet up at the usual place. Nightfall came fast and with it an unexpected shower; not ideal weather for a night out. But being the friends that they are my pose decided to come over for the old Netflix and chill; awesome. The rain came continuously as we watched and it felt peaceful to me. The night came to a close finally and my friends decide to brave the rain to make it home. We said our goodbyes and they left. Not more than 20 minutes later I heard a knock at the door; strange but I figured one of my friends forgot something. They knocked again after a moment, “Forgot to take a piss Jared?’ I chuckled as I opened the door…but...strangely no one was there. My friend’s car had left, it was still raining but nothing major. Okay maybe I was hearing things. It was late and I was getting tired. I closed and locked the door and started to prepare for bed. I heard it again and instead of opening the door I looked through the peep hole to see who it might be; maybe some kids playing a game of ding dong ditch. When I looked I was met with the soft brown eyes of a girl who looked to be my age. I looked for another second then responded “Yes? May I help you?” The girl stared for a moment before answering…..”My name is Tina….Can I come in?” I replied….”Well it’s kind of late for house guests but if you need help I can call the police.” She didn’t respond, she just creepily stared then she slowly turned keeping her eyes on the door until the last moment before walking away. Weird, but things like that happen. I shrugged and went to bed, no harm done and the rain lulled me to sleep quickly. At about 3 AM I heard a strange sound outside my bedroom window. It sounded like the noise you would hear if someone was choking. I sat up and looked around the dark room before going over to the window and looking outside. To my shock I saw the same girl from earlier standing there looking up at me. Her eyes wide and the sound coming from her open mouth was horrifying. In fear I stumbled back and shrieked in horror, the horrible choking and gurgling filled my ears. I covered them as I laid on the floor trying to block it out. It seemed like it lasted for hours but was only a few minutes; what the hell did she want? As fast as it started it stopped along with the rain; it had been going the whole time she was there. I built up the courage to look out the window and sighed in relief to see she was gone. I must be going insane I thought. I couldn’t think, I chalked the whole thing up to bad wine and went to bed. Sundays were work days for me and I went about my day as usual but couldn’t help to think back to last night’s incident or dream or whatever the fuck it was. After my shift I went home just beating the rain shower. I decide to take a warm bath to calm my nerves and set up some scented candles in the bathroom. As the rain came down I settled into the bath and let my mind drift. Thirty minutes go by and I hear knocking again at my door. I sat up and started to tremble; I wasn’t expecting anyone. There was another knock but this time it was more furious. I didn’t say a word and soon there was loud howling on the other side of the door as the knocking turned into pounding. This was too much, I shouted at the top of my lungs “WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?!”   In a loud growl-like voice came my response…..”LET….ME….IN!”   I replied again…”GO AWAY TINA!”   I thought by saying her name it would be more persuasive but it did nothing. The loud claps of thunder only added to the terrifying noise which seemed endless. Then suddenly it stopped. This was not just bad wine or fatigue, this…thing was legit after me. I noticed that once again the rain had stopped as well. I got out of the bath and put on my robe before going downstairs to look at my door. It was normal but what just happened wasn’t. I figured the rain draws her out but what she wants with me I don’t know. Why she singles out this house, I can’t tell you. What I can tell you is that I now dread the weather forecast. As I said, the rain is my saving grace for everyday life…but now it only brings Hell to my doorstep. I don’t hang out as much especially if it’s going to rain. I sit and pray that she won’t show up but unfortunately I’m met with those horrible screams, howls, and angry pounding each and every time the rain falls. I don’t know what to do; she never stops. Do me a favor….appreciate your life, appreciate the little things. You never know when it can suddenly be taken from you.  