Knock at the Door

Sleep.That's all I wanted.Drift off into a world full of impossibilities.A place where all the troubles of the world drift away.Not tonight,though.Tonight,an unwanted visitor knocks on my front door.He knocks repeatedly with the same sounds:

Dun,dun,duh,dun,dun...dun,dun

Over and over again.Why is it here?What does it want?Does it know I want to sleep?It must be one of those local hooligans.I wish I could just take my shotgun,and shoot their brains out.Slowly wash their blood off my body....

Dun,dun,duh,dun,dun...dun,dun

Damnit!So close!God,why must I be condemned to this?If I want him to leave,I guess I'm gonna have to go tell him.Why is it so persistant to be let into my home?I have nothing worth value of taking.The objects in my home have sentimental value,or none at all.

Dun,dun,duh,dun,dun...dun,dun

Damnit,it doesn't matter!I just want to sleep,and dream peaceful dreams.I get out of my bed,and open my bedroom door.The thing that was knocking...was right outside my bedroom door...