A Dream or a Nightmare?
I woke up at two in the morning hearing a knock at my window. At first I thought it was just a tree branch. As I was getting out of bed to check it out, the knocking continued.
When I was closer I heard a faint, muffled voice. I stopped dead in my tracks. Then I thought it was my brother but I heard it again. Inch by inch I walked closer. The wind blew by, it carried three words, “Come to me.” With my window open, wind and rain decided to come down hard and assault me.
Looking down I saw a shadow, standing just below my window. I ran downstairs, pulled on my coat, boots, grabbed a flashlight, and rushe