Suddenly there was a tap at my window. It was a small tap but I could hear it. At first when I herd it I just thought it was my imagination and tried to forget it, but it was constant and getting louder. As each second passed I became more scared and I did not want to get up and see what it was. My fear did not get the best of me and I was soon off my feet and walking to my window. As I got closer the taps got louder and I was shaking as I walked but continued on to the window.
I have a huge green curtain blocking my window and it was not see through, so whoever or whatever was outside my window it did not need to see through it to know I was coming to look at them or it. I on the other hand need to move the big curtain to see what was on the other side. As soon as I touched the curtain the taping turned in to a knock and then bangs, but the moment I moved the curtain ever so slightly everything went silent.
I opened the curtain all the way and nothing was there I was staring at nothing but the broken swing set out in my back yard. I opened the window to see if I could see anyone around or running away. Just then a chilling thought came in to my head, my room was on the second floor of my house.
How could someone have sat tapping on my window, a stick, they would not have been able to run away so fast with a big huge stick in there hands. A bird, not likely a bird would not have flown away when I just slightly moved the curtain. What could it have been? I must be going crazy. It had to have been my imagination, or was it.
When I sat back on my bed I grabbed the book I was reading and closed it, and turned off all the lights except the one lamp next to my bed. I started to dose off and the next thing I knew I was asleep.
I think I should explain who I am and what my name is now. My name is Piper Amy. I am 18 years old and I live by myself. When I turned 17 my parents thought I was capable of living all on my own and kicked me out, and to make it worse the got a restraining order on me, I should have gotten one on them first. That would have made no difference considering I would still be on my own. I seemed to manage to find different friends to live with every now and then, but eventually I would have to leave and go to a different friend. When I ran out of friends to stay with I had saved enough money to go to collage but soon dropped out and now I live in a house far away from my old friends.
When I woke up I was not in my bed any more. In fact I was not even in my house any more. It looked to be a small little house. I have never seen this house before but it somehow seemed familiar. Then it hit me like a ton of bricks I was in a house I have passed many times before it was the blue house just before the turn to go to my work, the coffee shop. I knew what the house looked like from the inside because I had been here with my new best friend Adele. It was a huge party with so many people but I could not remember who owned the house or who lived there.
"Hello?" I said. Thinking that I was alone and no one would answer me.
I was not tied to the bed and my clothes seemed to be the same ones I had fallen asleep in. I started wondering how I got here and why I was here.
"HELLO!" More panicky this time and scared to move. I slowly sat up and saw something out of the corner of my eye, but it vanished so fast as soon as I looked it was gone.
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Am i Going Crazy?
Mystery / ThrillerPiper is an average girl with a not so average life style. She first notices the taps at her window. And later finds out she has been taken. By someone who won't give her any answers and she does not know what to do. Should she run, or figure out w...