The man in the darkness
Nina Yang
W&C III
MS. Guarino
04/05/2015
“Stop chasing
after me! Please! Ahh…” It’s a regular weeknight. I wake up all of a sudden
because of a bad dream. In fact, I don't usually have bad dreams, and this is
the first bad dream I have had for this year. All I can remember is that I
dreamed about a man chasing after me, but I couldn't see his face. Like all the
other bad guys, the man wears in all black. He was running very fast like the
wind. Luckily, it was just a dream. Without any drowsiness after the bad dream,
I glanced around into the darkness in my room. Wait…There is a man standing
next to my closet. He looks like the same exact person as in my dream. The man
wears all black like The Lord Voldemort. He wears a hat, and it seems like
he is staring right at me. I can't see his face because of the darkness. The
scariest part is that he is floating, which means he does not have legs. A
“ghost” is just hanging right next to my closet and staring at me. I thought
about all the ghosts in the scary movies I have ever watched. My body was
trembling like crazy. "He...hello..."
I try to say something to break this silence. What if he is a good ghost? Or
what if he wants to kill me? My heart is like a jumping rabbit, and I can hear
it bumping very clearly. After several minutes, I still don't receive any
response from him. Then, I used one of my shivering hands to grab something on
my desk that feels sharp and decide to turn on the light to see what the man
looks like. Since the switch is close to where the man is standing, I have to
walk all the way to the man in order to turn on the light. I fell like a
soldier is going to his first war, and I step closer and closer to where the
switch is. "Ahhh..." With a scream, I turn on the light. Hanging in
front of me are my bathrobe and my hat.
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