Midnight drew close over my neighbourhood. I brushed my teeth, got into my pajamas and prepared for bed. Rain poured outside. I heard it through the gap of my window that was ajar, only by a little, enough for the wind to come in as well. A cold breeze brushed my vulnerable cheek — I laid on my side. It was Winter and I forgot to close the window fully. I could not bother to do it, nor could I ask my Mum or Dad. Instead, I laid there, under my duvet and bathed in the warmth it provided.
For a time my eyes were open. I listened to the noises that came through the night. A creak in the floorboards, a tapping inside the walls, a water drop from a tap inside the bathroom; which was only a few steps away from my room. As well as the muffled noises that came from the TV, downstairs. My parents were watching there usual programmes.
Then I heard a footstep that came from the direction of my room’s doorway. I faced the wall so I couldn’t see if it was anyone, or just another sound. Although my eyes glared, to scared to turn around and look. My mind brushed it aside, and I decided to close my eyes in order to get some sleep — perhaps I simply imagined it. However, that was not the case. There was a second step, then a third, and a fourth…It felt so close. I drew the duvet over me to the point I was completely submerged. Out of sight. This did not deter it though, as more steps were taken. I froze at the sound of breathing…it was right behind me.