creative minds

I sank under my purple feathered duvet of my king sized bed, and my puffy pillow hugged around my ears.  The bitter night drew a howling breeze that echoed through the tiny gap of my window opposite - the pink silk curtains blowing slightly from the growing breeze.  I threw the duvet to one side…as I slid my body round and placed my bare feet upon the cold and bare - natural wooden flooring, and made my way towards the window- my white night shirt flowing as I approached closer.  I stood within the darkness and peered out of my window - my warm breath misting the chilled pane.  As I gazed out of the window - a dark figure standing within the bare fields grasped my attention.  I questioned myself - am I tired?  I did think it was just me.  Outside - the blanket of darkness carried many fears as I lived alone, my imagination - my worst enemy.  But…the mysterious figure suddenly scurried across the field - halting a few minutes before moving closer towards my house.  My heart was pounding and my breath deepening as I broke out into a cold sweat…I’m alone and frightened, and not one neighbour in sight - I’m totally alone.
   BANG! A sudden slam of the door down stairs echoed through the emptiness - my focus upon the landing distracted me from outside - the figure no longer in view - but the feeling of not being alone swam through my veins as my frantic breath filtered the darkness.  I cautiously made my way towards my bedroom door and peered my head around the corner, a sudden icy presence surrounded me - preventing me from moving, I tried to scream but nothing came out - forced to grin and bear the sudden intrusion.  Who is it?  I’m not alone!