Taylor likes to leave her windows open. She gets told all the time to.close the window, but she liked to hear it rain. Living in Portland, Oregon rain was constant.
One night as she went to open the window she saw a man on the sidewalk. He was wearing black sweats and sweater, and white socks. Along with a porcelain mask, showing his vibrant blue eyes.
She felt chills run up her spine, and tried to shove it off. As rain began to fall the clouds made it look dark and gloomy outside.
She looked at the strange man across the street and noticed hde seemed to be staring directly at her window. She then tries to shove the thought of him off but fails.
She went and sat on her couch, watching her favorite comedian, Jeff Dunham, on Netflix. She couldn't help, but think about the man. She got up and looked out the window. The man had continued to stand in the same spot.
she thought that the man was lost so she yelled out her door.
"Excuse me sir can I help you"
He didn't answer. All he did was stand and stare at the open window.
She quickly slammed the door shut and closed it. Taylor sat down on the couch and began to open Twitter.
When she opened it she threw her phone down at the sight of the porcelain mask.
She instantly thought of the man in the mask. She sprinys to her door and unlocked it.
She screamed out her door and said "If you leave I will call the police."
He just stood there and continued to stare at her window. Scared she ran inside closing the door, picking up het phone to call the police.
When she turned it on all she saw was the porcelain mask. She tried to click the 'emergency call' button, bit it seemed as if her phone was stuck on the image.
As she stood in the living room she tried to calm down. She went into the kitchen passing the window grabbing her glasses then walked back into the living room to grab her blanket off of the couch and cuddled on her leather recliner.
As she watched Jeff go and exchange the puppets her power had cut out. Out of fear she jumped and dropped her glasses on the floor. She went and tried to pick them up when she felt the cool breeze from outside climb up her back.
She then heard the sound of wet socks getting closer and closer to the window she forgot to close.
I would like to give a shout out to my brother who helped my write this story.
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