ashlee weber

the unwanted visitor

The unwanted visitor. By ashlee weber The loud noises all around me, I just want them to stop but I know the moment they will something bad will come from the silence. A loud couple of bangs followed my thoughts, a loud scream and then silence, a strike of fear struck my body making me freeze for a good second until I snap back into reality looking over to my dog that is equally scared and stuck in fear. I unlock my door and sprint down the hallway, the hallway feels so large, the cold wooden floor underneath my feet and slightly open the brown sliding door in terror of what I am looking at, I fall to my knees trying to keep in my scream which is clawing at my throat to come out, knowing if I make a noise the same will happen to me. Tears stream down my face crying as silently as possible. I know the world was not always like this, what were these weird creatures?