The Storm
By Natalie
It was a dark and stormy night. Marie huddled under her covers in fear. She heard something out the window. Something dark and scary. It was rustling against the house. Marie heard creaking and she noticed that her window was being opened from the outside. She didn't know what to do, so she just cringed under the covers. She heard footsteps after the window was fully opened. Leaves and rain blasted into Marie's room. Everything was flying everywhere. The covers of Marie's bed flew off. Marie tried to get a good grip on the headboard of her bed because the wind was so strong that she was being blown around. Though the covers were off and she was exposed, she still shut her eyes. Marie didn't want to see what was causing all this. Suddenly, the wind stopped. So did the rain. Nothing left but. Silence. Marie was aware that everything stopped, but she still held onto the headboard. After five minutes of no rain and wind, Marie finally got the courage to open her eyes. Her room looked bare. All was gone. "Was the wind really that powerful?" Marie asked herself. "But, what happened to the footsteps? Who is in our house? Where?" All of a sudden, Marie heard a terrified scream from her parents' room. Marie instinctively jumped out of her bed, forgetting her fear. When she got to her parents' room, she saw her mom and dad huddled together crying. When they saw Marie, their eyes widened which signaled, "Get out! Danger!" Marie knew that her life was on the line if she went any further in the room. She listened to her parents' signal and ran back to her room. The weird thing was, she heard the footsteps and the scream, but who caused them? Was the thing that caused this invisible to Marie? She didn't know, but she stayed in her room, more terrified than ever. As all these thoughts went through her head, she saw it. The figure. It was dark and scary. Marie froze. She didn't move a muscle. The figure just stood there, too, poised for attack. The figure jumped, trying to hit Marie. It narrowly missed and crashed into the wall. She didn't know what was going on. What did this figure want? For some reason, Marie gave up. The only thing she could do was dodge the figure's attacks. She couldn't fight back. She fell on her bed in despair. This could not be happening. Not today, not tonight! The figure recovered. It jumped onto Marie's chandelier which was right above the bed. Marie stayed put. She was hopeless. The figure jumped off the chandelier, aiming for Marie. He got her. She woke up.
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