The floorboard creaked in the middle of the night. I opened the window and saw something wearing a long black cloak. It glided towards the house. I jumped back silently with fright and sprinted back to my bedroom. I rolled under my bed where I felt safe. I heard the loud footsteps and the door opened slowly. It nearly made me fall through the floorboards. The footsteps moved past my room towards the garage and stopped. I waited trying to keep as quiet as a mouse. The footsteps came back to my door. “Want to go fishing?” said Dad.
October 24, 2014