I rolled over lazily and looked at my alarm clock. It read 4:54 AM in large
red numbers. I groaned, and wondered if I had imagined the noise that had
awakened me. Maybe it was just the rain. I flipped back over and closed my
eyes. Outside, I heard thunder echo throughout the city and the constant
rain spilling on my roof. I was unusually relaxed.
The sound started up again. Someone was knocking at my door. I didn't know who it was, or how long it had been there, but I had goosebumps when I heard my name. It was too quick and desperate sounding. I could hear someone calling my name from outside my door. It was a weak, strange, little voice. I was wary, and somewhat afraid of who I might find outside.
I sat up and rubbed my eyes and then I stood up, quickly pulled on the black sweatpants by my bed, and walked to my bedroom door. I heard my name again. I flipped the lights on in my apartment as I reached the front door. The person outside was crying in a hoarse voice. They had stopped knocking as rapidly, but continued on as if they were exhausted. Curious and worried, I pulled open the door.
So many questions surged through my mind. How had she found me? Where did she come from? What had happened to her? Why was she here? But then, I couldn't find any words to say, except her name.
The sound started up again. Someone was knocking at my door. I didn't know who it was, or how long it had been there, but I had goosebumps when I heard my name. It was too quick and desperate sounding. I could hear someone calling my name from outside my door. It was a weak, strange, little voice. I was wary, and somewhat afraid of who I might find outside.
I sat up and rubbed my eyes and then I stood up, quickly pulled on the black sweatpants by my bed, and walked to my bedroom door. I heard my name again. I flipped the lights on in my apartment as I reached the front door. The person outside was crying in a hoarse voice. They had stopped knocking as rapidly, but continued on as if they were exhausted. Curious and worried, I pulled open the door.
So many questions surged through my mind. How had she found me? Where did she come from? What had happened to her? Why was she here? But then, I couldn't find any words to say, except her name.
