Alas I arise from what was the most horrifying night of my life , probably scaring me for life. Never had I experience such a night , it was as if id had a bad dream that'd become real. Picking my posters up and pinning them back to the wall one by one , I noticed a black mark on the carpet , maybe the creepy shadow from last night had been disconnected and embedded into the carpet looking sort of like an old coffee stain.
Usually id wait for dad to shout me for breakfast in the morning , but seeing as its only seven in the morning I guess could make myself some toast without him , just this once. I slowly opened my bedroom door glancing both ways to ensure myself that nothing was watching me or waiting for me to come out.
By the looks of things , the mysterious black shadow only intruded my room and no other , everywhere else looks just as it was before I came to bed. silently trying to step down each step of the stairs so they didn't creak and awaken my dad I managed to reach the bottom as quite as a mouse would be.
I don't think iv ever made my own breakfast before , but it cant be that hard can it , after all its only toast. Whilst waiting for the toast , I had time to think about what actually happened last night , why my room , why not my dads? until I realised I thought that long , I completely forgot about my toast and before I knew it , there was black smoke arising from the grill setting the alarm off and now most probably waking my dad up.
Footsteps rushing down the stairs like a herd of elephants , id never seen my dad run so fast before , rushing in the kitchen with a slight shock on his face as if to ask why I was so early cooking my own toast. 'why didn't you wake me Alice? you know your not aloud to use the cooker , I would of made you your toast if you'd woken me up.'
It wasn't my fault , I was still in shock after last night , the last thing on my mind was to wake my dad up ' Sorry Dad , I was too hungry to wake you up , plus you were so tiered , I thought id leave you to sleep this morning , maybe you should show me how to use the cooker'.
I must be the only person I know who's twelve and doesn't know how to use the cooker, I think iv only ever used the microwave a few times but I guess that's just pushing a few buttons. Unfortunately , I had completely forgotten dad had started his new job this week and has to be in every day , all day , which meant I was going to be all alone in the house with no idea of whether anything , if anything was going to occur in the day.
I had little time to prepare myself before dad left for work. I'd better start by closing all the windows not caring at all about the heat , all I cared about was my own safety , besides , I have fans to keep me cool plus a freezer full of ice cream. With all the windows closed then started to check under ever bed and in every wardrobe , making sure the only things in there were clothes and shoes. The time I had been dreading had come , my dad had to go for work , leaving me all alone in this quite house , petrified of to even leave the room he shut the door behind him , leaving nothing but silence.
