The Lights

Felicia was walking home from studying at her best friend Bridgitte’s house. It was only 7:30, but it had gotten dark earlier, so it seemed later than it was. She wasn’t used to this later curfew that her parents had given her since she turned 12 and was a little nervous walking the block and a half back to her house.

She was busy singing a Beyonce tune, trying to keep her mind occupied and off the scary sounds she could hear from the bushes along the street. It was primarily working, except for the humming noise she could hear and feel, but she couldn’t tell where it was coming from.

She could see her house only a little further down the street. She resisted the urge to break into a run. The pressure of the humming was building and building. Her hair started to stand on end like she had touched one of those lightning balls at the science museum.

Suddenly, the surrounding night was lit up as bright as the day. Felicia looked up and could see some lights in the sky above her. She freaked out and tried to run but realized she was just running in place. Panicking, she fought the pull of the lights, but she felt herself rising until she was sucked into the spaceship above her, never to be seen again.