Sleep Tight - Volume 1

1. Lock the doors pt 1

It was rare for me to have the house to myself for night but my father told me he was going out on a date and he wouldn't be home until after midnight and he was trusting me to take care of the house. He left me some money to order a take away and told me before he left that I was to keep the doors locked.

It goes without saying that as soon as he left I put MY music on at full volume and danced around as I made myself the forbidden; triple decker peanut butter and chocolate spread sandwich as I went up to my bedroom to play video games. I could have only played for about an hour before I had to lay down with a bad stomach from the mammoth sandwich I had tackled earlier but I fell asleep by accident. I woke up a half hour before midnight and groaned, not because of my stomach but because I wasted most of the night and add would be home in a matter of time and I'd no longer be in charge. I made my way downstairs in the dark, I wasn't normally scared of the dark but tonight I was alone and the silence was beginning to haunt me so I rushed to turn on the light, feeling better as I made my way to the kitchen to get myself a drink and that was when I heard the knocking from the living room, it was frantic and loud enough to make me drop my glass on the floor. I felt my heart jump and could hear how hard it was beating during the breaks in between the knocking. Due to how frantic and loud it was I dare not near it so I just stood looking at it from the kitchen. After a minute the knocking seemed to stop so I went to look out of the living room window but there was no one in sight.

My heart was still racing as I sat down to relax, must have just been kids messing around. There was a haunted silence in the air as I gathered my composure before getting up to clean the glass from the kitchen floor. I grabbed the dustpan and brush from the cabinet and then the sudden knocking happened again, this time it was the back door only a couple of feet from where I stood. I dropped the dustpan and brush and hurried into the living room to hear the knocking coming from the front door too, this time they were trying the handle hard. I quickly hurried upstairs into my room and closed the door hearing the faint banging coming from down stairs and it showed no signs of stopping. I took my phone from my pocket and tried to call add, it rang on and on until I started to text him.

'Someone is trying to get in the house, where are you? ' the doors rattling stopped but only for a few moments before it continued again. I got a text back from dad a few seconds later.

'Did you call the police?' He asked.

'No you're closer, please hurry I'm scared'

'Good... why don't you come downstairs and open the door?'

My heart sank into my stomach when I read the last text. Just as I realized I wasn't talking to my dad, the power was cut, my lamp and tv went off and I was instantly plunged into darkness. My fear had hit a fever pitch and I began to panic so much that I almost got into my bed to hide. They had my dad's phone and they knew I was upstairs.

Hey everyone, well I hope this got your attention and has made you want to read more. This is just a taste of what I consider a wraparound story and there will be more to come as the chapters go on. If anyone has a story they would like to read, follow and shoot me a message of what kind of story you would like and I'll write it personally for you.