An electrified night

An electrified night

 Gingerly walking down the stairs to making no sudden noise so my parents wouldn’t wake up. The hall was dark, and remembering the gruesome stories I read, made me shiver. I walked into the dark and cold kitchen. In a rush of sudden dehydration I made an inventory of all the types of teas I could possibly see.

   Wondering what other things I could drink I heard a shrieking horrible noise from the house next door, the noise was so horrifying I grimaced. I could derive something bad was happening in the neighbor’s house. Did the old man die? No! It couldn’t be, but to corroborate I thought of going over there and asking if everything was ok.

    I watch at the clock, it was too late.

In that second I made a sudden movement that made the hot tea waterfall and I slipped and tripped making an abrasion on my leg. In a cursory manner I cleaned up the disaster. And knew that even though I wasn’t going to go to the house, I endeavor to call the police. When I did I felt relieved, but I still had a sense of scariness. I clad with my bed sheets that made me feel protected and I went back to sleep.