A short story – The tranquil night wind

The tranquil unknown wind whistled gently, puffing though the strands of my fuzz as I slept. The luminous chromatic street glitters outside twitched as they projected a silhouette of tall, lofty trees prancing in the placid wind through and through my windows onto me. The sky was irradiate and the stars were easily visible as they twinkled through the night. After a day of unbearable heat and hard work done, I was in a very unanimous sleep but had awoken through consciousness where I had matte up that something was irritating me. I felt like I had forgotten to do something and my brain wouldnt full point re headlanding, but what was it reminding me? Thats the question. I attempt to ignore it but my mind wouldnt stop sensing a find oneself of discomfort.I finally decided to mother up and try to resolve the question and investigate what was going on. I approached my entrance and just before I went to reaching the gate contend I felt a s clean shock give out through the palm of my right hand. I abruptly pulled away and froze for a minute. It was dark and gloomy in my agency so I decided to turn on the lights. With caution I flicked on the light switch and was surprised to not face both more shocks. the luminous light bulb from the ceiling of my room glistened so luminously that I went blind for a some seconds and I just stood in that location rub my eyelids as they couldnt cope with the explosive illumination of the room. Feel quite dizzy, I continued to attempt to clean-cut the introduction.I vigilantly stretched out to reach for the door handle again and this eon I successfully held it firmly without any shocks. mayhap it was just my mind playing up with me? I mean, it was 3am in the morning and I wasnt feeling too fazed as I investigated what felt wrong. I distorted the door handle but it didnt open. I tried to twist it open again but it didnt claverm to open. At this point I was furious I took a mystifying breath and pinched m yself to make certain(a) this wasnt just another extortionate dream, unfortunately it wasnt. I took a galactic step hold up away from my door and charged towards it whilst I firmly clutched the handle and dragged it mightily. It still didnt open. I roared in fury. I screamed for my parents but I got no reply. I repeated but this clock for my siblings but I stood there without a response. No words could explain the vexation I was in. I shrieked at a time more and I irately jolt my door which countered with a massive defeat to my initiation. I fell to my feet with my head on the ground, tears recklessly flowing follow out my face. This wasnt the day for someone to louse up with me, not at all.I got back up on my feet and as I loomed towards the window, I cond a verbalize which said its just you and me in a sonorous demonic articulatio followed by an awkward cackle. I roundly stopped and jumped with fear. I hastily dived under my bed and snatched the broad metal retin al rod I had hidden under there. I got back up and spent 2 or so minutes inspecting my room looking to gain vigor if by any chance it was anyone. Was it my conscience? Was it something outside? Or was it really some sort of tint really talking to me? I scuttled to my open window and took a pro longed contemplate outside to see if anyone was outthere was nobody. It was an opaque, pitch black night with the fresh stars twinkling above. The roads were ever so quiet.Who would be out at this time? I guess I did hear something after all, 3am in the morning and my mind seems to be playing with me I couldnt even open the door to go and get some water or anything else refreshing. I turned away from the window to retry the door againand I heard a really thunderous thump. I jerked in fright and my affection was thumping so hard that I could see it beating out of my t shirt. I gradually rotated myself towards the mode of the noise with my heart in my hands. both four windows in my room h ad pounded shut. similitude? Im starting not to think so. I stood there in awkward silence for a secure 5 minutes. Why me? I stepped foot to approach the windows and the lights flicked off. I squealed worse than those in an intense horror movie this wasnt no movie this was reality and I dont know what was happening. I couldnt see anything but a slight shadow of something behind me, concisely after that I felt a cold, icy hand on my shoulder. As I turned around, my vision straightaway went blurry and I couldnt see much but I could see something similar to a white affection with gleaming red eyes. I fainted.