I came in through the door. The snow blew heavily from outside and inside I still could not escape the chill in the air. I glanced at the door. I could have sworn I heard knocking, but it could've been the wind. I heard it again, this time louder and harder to ignore. I didn't want to leave the fire, but if this was a visitor then I must answer.
"Hullo?" I asked but no one answered. My fear of something unknown was growing. My will to go back inside and sit in my chair by the fire was greatly increased. I won't answer the door, I thought. I will stay inside. I heard the knocking again. I will not answer the door. I didn't touch the door and I didn't answer it either. But it opened on its own. I sat in my chair stiff as a board unwilling to see what came in.
"Honey, why are you sitting like that?" My wife said.
"How long were you out there?"
"I just knocked."
"You were not knocking the other times?"
"What other times? There was no one out there."
"Then... Who was knocking the other times?"
YOU ARE READING
A Visitation
HorrorHave you ever wondered who was knocking on the door at night? Have you ever thought about whether you were home alone, or if something else was there with you? While not all of these stories are meant to scare you, most of them certainly will. Warni...
