Dear Diary,
I am hiding under my covers writing this entry by torch light. I can still hear the eerie noise coming from outside my window. By now I have gathered up my courage to go outside and find out what's making the noise.
I put on my dressing gown and slippers and tip toe down the wooden stairs, trying to avoid making CREAKY noises.
I reach out for the door handle, while thoughts are zooming round my head saying things like: "What happens if Mum wakes up and finds me missing?"
After a few minutes, I brake through the barrier of worries and force myself to open the door.
It is a cold night and the wind feels like a blade trying to cut the flesh off my body. It whispers in my ears "Go home, you shouldn't be here"
I trudge on, the wind beating like a cane on my back and my breath stops. I drop to the ground. I cannot believe it.
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