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There was a knock at the door.<br />At 4 A.M. it brought me out of my slumber.<br />Curious about who it could be at this hour I exited my bedroom and started making my way to the stairs. <br />It was then that a chill went up my spine. <br />Waking nightmares starting dancing on the top of my head.<br />I thought about ghouls.<br />I thought about ghosts. <br />I thought about things that go bump in the night.<br />The floor boards creeked underneath my feet.<br />The pounding at the door became violent.<br />I thought about the wave of missing person reports in my city.<br />Children now without parents.<br />Vanished from the face of the earth.<br />I began descending down the stairs. <br />The knocking became more and more agressive. <br />I thought about the at-large serial killer in my city.<br />The letters they wrote to the press promising that more will die. <br />I stood in front of my door.<br />I thought about life. <br />I unlocked the door.<br />I thought about death<br />I turned the knob.<br />I thought about what it must be like to sleep forever. <br />I opened the door. <br />There stood my neighboor. <br />I had accidentally blocked his driveway with my car.<br />I apologized and moved it. <br />After all was said and done I sat on my sofa to catch my breath. <br />It was then I heard an inhuman screech from across the hall. <br />Silence fell but was soon ended by another sound. <br />There was a knock at the basement door. |
There was a knock at the door.<br />At 4 A.M. it brought me out of my slumber.<br />Curious about who it could be at this hour I exited my bedroom and started making my way to the stairs. <br />It was then that a chill went up my spine. <br />Waking nightmares starting dancing on the top of my head.<br />I thought about ghouls.<br />I thought about ghosts. <br />I thought about things that go bump in the night.<br />The floor boards creeked underneath my feet.<br />The pounding at the door became violent.<br />I thought about the wave of missing person reports in my city.<br />Children now without parents.<br />Vanished from the face of the earth.<br />I began descending down the stairs. <br />The knocking became more and more agressive. <br />I thought about the at-large serial killer in my city.<br />The letters they wrote to the press promising that more will die. <br />I stood in front of my door.<br />I thought about life. <br />I unlocked the door.<br />I thought about death<br />I turned the knob.<br />I thought about what it must be like to sleep forever. <br />I opened the door. <br />There stood my neighboor. <br />I had accidentally blocked his driveway with my car.<br />I apologized and moved it. <br />After all was said and done I sat on my sofa to catch my breath. <br />It was then I heard an inhuman screech from across the hall. <br />Silence fell but was soon ended by another sound. <br />There was a knock at the basement door. |
Revision as of 19:07, 3 August 2018
There was a knock at the door.
At 4 A.M. it brought me out of my slumber.
Curious about who it could be at this hour I exited my bedroom and started making my way to the stairs.
It was then that a chill went up my spine.
Waking nightmares starting dancing on the top of my head.
I thought about ghouls.
I thought about ghosts.
I thought about things that go bump in the night.
The floor boards creeked underneath my feet.
The pounding at the door became violent.
I thought about the wave of missing person reports in my city.
Children now without parents.
Vanished from the face of the earth.
I began descending down the stairs.
The knocking became more and more agressive.
I thought about the at-large serial killer in my city.
The letters they wrote to the press promising that more will die.
I stood in front of my door.
I thought about life.
I unlocked the door.
I thought about death
I turned the knob.
I thought about what it must be like to sleep forever.
I opened the door.
There stood my neighboor.
I had accidentally blocked his driveway with my car.
I apologized and moved it.
After all was said and done I sat on my sofa to catch my breath.
It was then I heard an inhuman screech from across the hall.
Silence fell but was soon ended by another sound.
There was a knock at the basement door.