I was awakened by a large bang. I glared up at the ceiling before closing my eyes and resting my head upon the pillow once again, and tried to sleep.
BANG. BANG. BANG.
I grunted loudly and lifted my duvet to enter the cold abyss of my room. I practically ripped open my door and clambered to my creators.
Knock, knock.
The door opened to reveal my fatigued mother who was rubbing her eyes forcefully. She was wearing a pink eye mask on her forehead and a purple dressing gown.
"Victoria, it's 2:30am," she whispered to me in a croaky voice. "What's the matter?"
My left eyebrow furrowed and stared at her curiously as I questioned why she had been able to sleep through the noise.
"Didn't you hear that?" I asked her in a way that sounded like the simplest question in the world.
My mother stuck her head out of her bedroom to gaze around the hallway. I watched her emerald eyes slowly drift around until they came to meet my eyes again.
"Hear what, dear?" She spoke to me in a tone so soft, it was like I was a lost child in a supermarket.
"The banging..." I began to replay the memory to recall what I heard only 10 minutes ago. "It sounded like it was upstairs; is father up there?"
My mother squinted her eyes to show her confusion and eased open the door a little more to reveal my father fast asleep upon the bed. My eyes widened in shock.
"Are you sure you weren't dreaming, darling?"
I stopped for a moment then stared towards the ground.
"Maybe...sorry for waking you, mother."
She closed the door delicately to make the least amount of noise and I dragged my legs back to my room.
I knew I wasn't dreaming though. It felt too real.
A thought struck me like a lightning bolt. Sam.
I darted up at the speed of light to the attic to find only a few cardboard boxes knocked over with a few repair tools within them.
Who had knocked them?
My hand slid down the hand rail as I climbed down the stairs to my room and I sighed a breath of relief when I saw Sam sound asleep like a baby cuddled up in his bed.
I rested my body upon the silky sheets and closed my eyelids until I was struck with realisation.
I still didn't know who was upstairs.
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Thought I'd leave another cliffhanger... ;)
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Mystery / Thriller17 year old Victoria Hudson has had to move house for the third time because she just can't settle. Victoria sees things other people can't. She can hear things people don't hear. She feels things that others don't. Victoria's not just a girl. To h...
