Horror

LURKING IN THE SILENCE

The wind whispers when she is near. The wind
speaks truths of her fabled past. I know she is not
here for me but I silently wait for her arrival. A
scratching sound is filling my room. The sound of the
house settling fills the air. The aroma of sweet
lavender is filling every corridor. The clock ticks and
turns to 12 o' clock. The lights turn on.
I hear the wind coming into my bedroom saying she
is here and is coming for me. The lights turn on in
the south corridor. I hear her growl. The light it
attracts her as if she was a fly. All noise and
movement attracts her also. I see her in the shadows
lurking in the silence of the night. She is a
mysterious creature whose eyes are beady and red
with fear of the children she has eaten. I must be
silent.
The light turns off, I hear her come up stairs after
spending most of her night in the lighted area of the
south corridor. She approaches my door but passes
by it. I feel it is safe to move. I softly roll over in my
bed quiet enough to not catch her ears. In a flash of
light, she hears me. She turns on the light at the top
of the stairs. She quickly rushes to my door. I hear
the buzzing of wings flapping in the air. I hear
her heavy breathing. I lay still. Silent and peaceful.
She doesn't hear me anymore. I lay in the silence of
my room and wait until I hear her door close and she
has left the north corridor.