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It stood there, wild-eyed and unkempt, staring at me with such malevolence, that I unconsciously retreated a step as if that could save me. As we stood there watching each other with unblinking intensity, I found my thoughts chasing around in my head in dismayed confusion. What was I doing here? Why was this happening to me?
The murky light kept it partially obscured in shadow, but again I took a shuffling step backward, still trying to escape from the inevitable. At that same instant, the creature moved also, mimicking me, almost as if it sensed my desire to escape and wanted me to think it possible. Mesmerized, I stood staring back at the gloom-shrouded image lurking there, relentless in its quest to outwait me. Quickly I devised one plan, then another, wondering if I moved quickly enough, could I make it back into the refuge of the room behind me and bolt the door…and then what…hide under the bed? How original, as if no one and nothing would think to look there.
Unobtrusively, I glanced to the end of the hallway, checking for others, whether for help or as witnesses, I didn’t know. From the corner of my eye, I saw it crouch and shift it’s head slightly. In that heartbeat, my mind made up, I leapt wildly backward, slammed the door and leaned into it, my heart fluttering insanely. The bed and its covers drew my attention and I longed for nothing more than to climb up and hide myself in its imagined safety and warmth.
Still leaning against the door, I listened intently, waiting, willing myself to hear any movement from the hallway, my mind randomly seeking some small source of comfort. Moments passed as I weighed my options, unwillingly becoming more alert with each second. Finally, I gave it up and opened the door…the thought of my morning coffee drawing me on and with a disgruntled glare at the huge old Victorian mirror outside my door, I stumbled on towards the kitchen, once again vowing to have someone, anyone, move the damn mirror someplace else. It was bad enough having to get up at this god-forsaken hour every morning without having to confront myself in that stupid mirror every time I opened my bedroom door.
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