I hear it
For one more time,
But still, I leave it
Bang,
This time it's a loud one
I jump off my chair
And
Reach the door
Slowly my sweaty hands
Pull the door
My eyes open wide
How silly I am
It must have been a thought
I close the door
But
I hear a sound again
This time it is strange
It's in the kitchen
I get off to move
But,
The lights turn out
I take hold of the torch
I move towards the kitchen
Now,
I am inside kitchen
The sound has now faded
But,
After few seconds of utter silence
I hear a smack
I direct my light towards the falling
And
Now, I am scared
How stupid of me
It was just a mouse
Squeaking for sure,
Above the broken plate
The lights turn on
But, I turn it off
And
Go to sleep
Only few seconds must have passed by,
I hear doddering
The steps intensify after some time
When I open my eyes
It's my grandpa
But I don't understand
Why is he with knife in his hand?
His hands move towards me
And the knife stabs my heart
My body is full of sweat
How unpleasant dream it was.
Sep 14, 2018
Sep 14, 2018 at 11:05 AM UTC