Dream Threads

Dream Threads

            From the window I watched it cross, from that point I had no control. My body froze and I couldn’t move. The tall black figure moved in the dark, all I saw was a 6’5” shadow moving to the side of the house. I watched it through the curtains as it moved out of my vision to the side of the house. I couldn’t see it anymore and it was dead silent. There was no sound other than the pounding of my heart, about to beat out of my chest. I quickly moved the curtains to cover the window and shuffled to the wall next to window. I was unaware of what would happen next.

            I slowly moved from the wall and stepped with ease across my bed room to the door. I looked to my left and saw my Louisville slugger baseball bat. I grabbed the bat and proceeded to open the door. I stepped out of my room into the darkness. The house was a quiet tomb, as if nothing was even happening. I couldn’t hear a thing. No footsteps, no noise at all. I looked to my right into the darkness and saw nothing, so started walking. I had a feeling of someone watching me, and I was extremely scared of what the figure might have been. I moved forward though and found a place by a window at the front of the house by the front door. I stopped and camped there waiting to see the shadow move past it or see it in the distance in front of the house.

            The quiet was unsettling, I heard nothing, until I heard a tapping at the front door. I walked over to the front door with the bat up, ready to swing. I grabbed the handle and swung open the door. There was nothing there… just the street lit up by the street lights. I turned around thinking it wasn’t anything. As soon as I turned around I saw the tall black figure standing in the walk way in front of the door inside my house! It was just standing there and seemed to be staring at me. I chucked the bat at its head and took off out the door! I turned on the jets as I ran out of my house, through the yard and on to the sidewalk. I was running for my life. I didn’t look back, I just ran. My feet were rough against the sidewalk, as I made my escape.