A place where I fight to survive |
| At 11:00 p.m., the knocking began again. Every night for the last eight nights. She began to tremble at the increasing loudness. She checks the video doorbell one more time, And one more time there's no one there. Yet, the knocking continues. Eleven knocks demanding attention. She does not dare answer the door. No one would be there anyway. Fifteen minutes before eleven, Her stomach's already turning flip-flops. Then without fail, and right on cue, The horrid knocking begins anew. On the twelfth night, she grew distressed, For it was almost eleven at night. Eleven O'Clock came, without a sound. She checked the clock thrice. Dare she believe it was finally done? It never did happen again. A mystery until the very end. 20 Lines 122 Words x 2 Free Style 45. Every night your character hears someone knocking at the door but there's no one there. |