Behind closed blindsA Story by Chesney W.this may not be very long, but it has meaning to it if you think about it...It's dark, the black scares me. I'm frightened. I feel trapped. I hear a noise, sounds like a mouse, then a noise that makes me shiver. I realize it's the wind making a branch scratch my window.
Now, it sounds like something is on my floor. I see its shadow, it's at my desk. "AAAAAHHH!!!", now it's under my bed. Its shadow is growing even bigger, now I'm even more scared.
It looks like a monster... It's getting closer and closer, steadily growing, it's purple, has razor sharp teeth...
.....help.....
"AAAH!!", I scream. My mom just walked in.
"Honey, why is it so dark in here?", she asks.
"Uh, well, I-I," I can't finish my sentence She notices the window.
"Oh, no wonder." She walks over and opens my blinds. "Why are you hiding behind closed blinds? You know, people are gonna start getting suspicious of you one of these days." She walks out of my room and shuts the door.
All alone. Once, behind closed blinds. Now, I see the world.
© 2012 Chesney W.Author's Note
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Added on April 26, 2012Last Updated on May 2, 2012 AuthorChesney W.Grove Hill, ALAboutHello, I'm Chesney Wilkerson. I'm 22 and happily married to my best friend. Most of the writings here are stuff from high school, so ignore the immaturity of it all. I went through quite a lot while I.. more..Writing
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