Malina Jordan

The Night I Died

It was a night like any other night, and I was getting ready for a party at Nick's house. The moon was shining down, and I had the alcohol ready for the party. A normal walk to his house consists of hearing the owls hoot, the ambulances in the distance, but tonight, something was a bit...off. As I turned the corner, the feeling of the hairs standing up on my neck was strong and unnerving. Darkness is the only thing that was noticeable, besides the other lonely houses. The feeling persisted as I ran onto Nick's steps, but subsided, only somewhat, when I got inside the house.