Backstory: The Sound

Originally posted on Wattpad in 2014.

I stood in the center of my room as the November breeze, danced around me. I walked over to the open window, and gazed up into the midnight sky. There was a light on, in the top gable of my neighbor's house. Looking away, I realized that this was the moment in which I had been dreading, and awaiting - my whole life.

I tried to overcome the sound I heard - echoing from down the hall. It was a 'sound' that was too familiar - one that would haunt me for the rest of my life - yet, I felt that everything was going to be alright. Yes, I should have been afraid - and I was at first, but now I knew that things would work out. My life would never be the same, but it would be better.

I looked around, at my room - the bookshelves; the posters on the wall of Japan - oh, how I always wished I could go to Japan. The wails of police sirens, broke my thinking. Three squad cars rushed in to my drive way. The time had come - my heart sank. I watched as the police marched single file up the walk - in front of my window. I heard the knock on the door.

"This is the police! Open up!" One officer cried.

Time passed, and the police were now inside. I heard an officer rebuked that 'sound' - that voice. The officer's words relieved me even more. I look out the window at the ground - some nine feet below me. I could not stand it any longer - I was ready for my new life. I pulled myself through the open window. I looked at the ground below me one last time - I began to jump...

The story you have just read is true. Woodland Shinobi is very dear to me - read it with care and passion...

Author's Note

ignore grammar problems