So with dad gone and me all by myself , it was hard trying not to be scared but swallowing my guts I decided to watch television and try to pretend nothing ever happened last night. this was difficult , I had barricaded the door and now made a den in front of the television , blocking any hole in which I could see a light behind me or feel a small drift with cushions from the sofa and had turned on the music channel to lighten the quiet atmosphere in the house.
An hour had passed and still in my barricaded den I heard a small growling noise , instantly realizing it was my stomach , in which first to mind was that I had to leave my safe place. I peeped out the flap id left in view of the television and forced myself to exit the den. As id left the living room to enter the kitchen , there was a loud frightening bang at the door. Rushing into the kitchen and glancing round the door , to see yet another black shadow , but this time it was outside the door I slowly crept up to the door and put my eye to the little sneaky hole you get on your front door , to noticed it was just the postman , but I was unable to answer the door to anyone and had to wait for him to post a note through the door saying the package would be awaiting at the post office for collection with a collection number at the bottom.
I decided to stick the note on the fridge , only because I intended to use the fridge to find some food. What to eat? So much to choose from as we did a huge shop yesterday and brought an enormous amount of stuff that overloaded the fridge to a popping point. I think a sandwich will do , filled with the breaded kind of Ham , Mild cheese , Salad and maybe mayonnaise , the perfect combination for a yummy sandwich.
With a Kit Kat and a packet of ready salted crisps added to the lunch , I headed back to the living room and thought to myself , I don't really need this den now and decided to take it down , flopped on the sofa with my lunch and snuggled up to the end with a pillow.
Id been watching television all day , Dad would be home soon , better tidy the living room up before he arrives. Id completely forgot to put away the things I used for my den and I knew that when dad came in he would wonder why id made such a mess and most probably called me silly and childish.
Just managing to shove everything in the cupboard under the stairs , not even remembering to check to see if anything was in there that would scare me and slamming the door shut just as Dad had opened the front door. He looked so tiered after work today , but I bet I would after a 7 hour shift.
'So Alice , do anything today , the house looks clean , have you been cleaning?'
'Well I guess you could say that Dad'.
Il just leave him thinking that I'd spent most the day cleaning and not just sat on my bum all day eating. ' Oh by the way Dad , the postman came , but seeing as I'm not aloud to answer the door , he posted a note and there's a package at the post office for collection.'
He'll most likely go at the weekend as he has this weekend off , which means I can spend more time with him.
'How do you feel about having a take-away tonight Alice , even though we went shopping last night I'm just too tired to cook'. Well I'm not going to say no to a take-away am I? 'Sure Dad , you can choose tonight'. I'd have take-away every night I could , they're just so amazingly delicious , but you could probably guess what sauce id have on my kebab , obviously mayonnaise.
So with food ordered , I had time to have a nice soak in the bath with lots of bubbles. As id put on my new comfy silk pyjamas , the door rang. ' Food Alice!!' Rushing to find my slippers I ran down there stairs nearly falling over my own feet , Dad had the weirdest look on his face ' Iv never seen you run so fast for a kebab , have you actually eaten anything today.?' I nodded and rushed him more to open the paper around the food and slapped the kebab on my plate , heading to the fridge for even more mayonnaise. ' Your going to get fat with the amount of mayo you eat, its not good for you'
and so I stopped squirting more on my plate in case he moaned even more.
With the kebab gone down like a treat and as it was so late and its been such a long day , I decided to go to my nice comfy bed , shutting my window tightly closed this time but keeping the curtains open to still see the stars and moon in the clear night sky and placing my posters in the draw so I wouldn't find them on the floor again in the morning. As I laid my head down and slowly started to drop off , my Dad came in and said good night , tucked me in for once and closed the door but as I closed my eyes there was a faint tap at the window followed by the sounds of a big gust of wind through the vent. The tapping got louder and started to echo but I still tried to ignore it thinking I was safe and nothing could enter my room and went to sleep still partially hearing the tapping in my sleep.
