Visitor: Debut Albums and Magical Enchanted Dwelling
An unexpected Visitor
I was lying in bed staring out of the window into the star studded sky. I couldn’t sleep, again.............
Ever Since I had moved to Arkham things had changed. I felt like someone was constantly watching me, penetrating my thoughts and taking over my mind. I looked over at the clock, my nightime routine, it read 00:00, Mid-night. The house was silent of anything living, the only sound was the quickening of my breath, the atmosphere eerie and chilling. Mum would have been long asleep, I had heard her creaking up the old staircase sometime ago, and checking in on me, as she did every night, I pretended to be fast asleep as I didn’t want to worry her that I hadn’t been sleeping well.
She had enough on her plate, what with the divorce, (how I hate that word!) and then moving here. Her soft hand had brushed my cheek sending goosebumps down my arm, but that was over an hour ago, if only she knew how to save me from this endless darkness.... Now I was on my own. I crept slowly out of bed, moving lightly across the old floor boards so I wouldn’t wake mum, and moved towards the cold glass of the window. I opened the window like a skilful thief, only I was breaking out of my prison into the night to steal the treasures that it had in store for me.
The air was calm and inviting, the trees opposite my window were almost motionless as if playing a child’s game of musical statues. What amazed me the most was that why would anyone want to live here. The whole town was completely lifeless! It was boring and dreary, but yet at the same time made me feel uncomfortable and edgy like something wonderful was going to happen.
And then it did. It happened as quickly as the dawn of a new day. For a second even I didn’t believe what I had witnessed. My precious night had been disturbed again, and it infuriated me. From the top of the street, like a flash of lightening a white car came swiftly down the road and came to an abrupt halt outside my house! I
I was lying in bed staring out of the window into the star studded sky. I couldn’t sleep, again.............
Ever Since I had moved to Arkham things had changed. I felt like someone was constantly watching me, penetrating my thoughts and taking over my mind. I looked over at the clock, my nightime routine, it read 00:00, Mid-night. The house was silent of anything living, the only sound was the quickening of my breath, the atmosphere eerie and chilling. Mum would have been long asleep, I had heard her creaking up the old staircase sometime ago, and checking in on me, as she did every night, I pretended to be fast asleep as I didn’t want to worry her that I hadn’t been sleeping well.
She had enough on her plate, what with the divorce, (how I hate that word!) and then moving here. Her soft hand had brushed my cheek sending goosebumps down my arm, but that was over an hour ago, if only she knew how to save me from this endless darkness.... Now I was on my own. I crept slowly out of bed, moving lightly across the old floor boards so I wouldn’t wake mum, and moved towards the cold glass of the window. I opened the window like a skilful thief, only I was breaking out of my prison into the night to steal the treasures that it had in store for me.
The air was calm and inviting, the trees opposite my window were almost motionless as if playing a child’s game of musical statues. What amazed me the most was that why would anyone want to live here. The whole town was completely lifeless! It was boring and dreary, but yet at the same time made me feel uncomfortable and edgy like something wonderful was going to happen.
And then it did. It happened as quickly as the dawn of a new day. For a second even I didn’t believe what I had witnessed. My precious night had been disturbed again, and it infuriated me. From the top of the street, like a flash of lightening a white car came swiftly down the road and came to an abrupt halt outside my house! I