Don’t Look Outside

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I was an only child and my mom was on her own, so sometimes it was hard to get by. At first, when we got settled into our new home, I adored my bedroom. I thought it would be my favourite room in the house, but that changed very quickly.

In my room, there was a somewhat large window directly across from where my bed was. I could see clearly into the backyard and I didn’t really mind. The first time something happened it was probably around 8 PM, about a month after we got to the house. I figured it was just our neighbours kids trying to mess with me, which made me disregard the whole situation. It kept happening though. It sounded like rocks were being thrown at my window. A couple nights went by before I heard anything else happening outside. I was sketching at my computer desk, and the sounds were getting louder. My desk was a couple steps away from my window, so I could hear everything. It sounded like someone was roaming the backyard; I could hear footsteps and giggling. I was scared, I thought someone might be back there trying to get into our home. I ran into my mom’s room and told her exactly what I heard.

“I swear that’s what I heard!”

“Kass, I’m sure it was nothing, It was probably coming from the neighbours or someone walking past the house.”

“Why can’t you just believe me?”

“Listen, I’m exhausted and stressed… I don’t need this right now.”

“Whatever Mom,” I walked back to my room.

I sat on my bed and just stared out the window, wondering what was out there, if it was still there. I was almost too afraid to sleep. I laid down and kept staring out the window. My vision was getting blurry but I didn’t want to take my eyes off the backyard in case I saw something that would explain what I was hearing. I eventually fell asleep, and woke up early, still facing the window. My morning was off, I was still thinking about last night. What if someone was trying to get in? What if they were planning on hurting me and my mom? There had to have been a reason that they were out there.

I was home alone for most of the day. I spent my time watching movies and reading. I was happy when my mom eventually got home from work though, because my thoughts were making me tense.

It was 8 PM. Again, I was sitting at my desk. Before I knew it I heard footsteps and laughing; the laugh I was hearing wasn’t normal, it sounded evil. I stopped what I was doing and froze in my chair. I listened. The laughing got louder. I didn’t understand how my mom couldn’t hear it because of how loud it was, and I didn’t want to bug her again because I knew she wouldn’t believe me. After a minute of listening intently, I got the courage to get up and look out the window. What I saw was nothing I had ever seen before. It wasn’t human, and it was staring right at me. I was too terrified to look away so I just kept watching it. It had this grim smile on its face, and long lanky arms; It was tall and very disproportionate. I could see the evil in it. It wouldn’t move, all it was doing was standing there smiling, looking right into me. My body felt engulfed by its dark, horrendous eyes. It began to walk slowly towards the window. The laughing, and the permanent smile stretched across its face was making my stomach churn. I didn’t know what to do, I still couldn’t move. He began walking slightly faster. I was paralyzed. Then a little faster. I was panicking. And then even faster. Before I knew it, it was right outside my window and it’s laugh echoed through my body. I finally got control of myself and moved out of sight. I was having trouble breathing. I had no idea what I just saw but I know it saw me. After I caught my breath, I heard tapping. It was coming from the window. I put my hands over my mouth and sat at my desk; I didn’t want to make a sound and I didn’t want it to see me again. It began to call my name. The way it said my name though, was inhuman. It was demonic. I couldn’t bring myself to move. I was stuck here until it went away.

“Kassandra! What are you doing?”

I jolted awake.

“Wha… What?”

“You fell asleep at your desk? That’s unhealthy.”

“Oh, um, yeah I guess.”

Tsk tsk, you worry me sometimes.”

Mom left my room and I instantly remembered what happened the night before. I got shivers and looked over at the window. I got a bed sheet and hung it up so I didn’t have to see into the yard.

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