THE NOISE
Mary Ellis

The house was small and usually quiet. It had been standing for at least 150 years. The house was now being lived in by a 21 year old girl. Every night the young lady would come home from work eat supper, take a shower and go to bed falling fast asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.

One night the young girl, Sue, came home and as usual she followed her routine, but just as she was about to jump into bed it started to storm and the lights went out. She was so afraid she didn't know what to do. All of a sudden chills went up her spine and she froze unable to move. She built up her courage and walked to the window to check out the storm. All of a sudden it started to thunder and lightning sending shots of light through the sky and loud rumbling through the room. Sue felt something furry and wet on her leg and heard the most awful wailing sound with the fright of the storm she became even more scared and ran screaming from the room.

After about 5 minutes Sue got herself together and decided to check it out and see where and what the thing that touched her leg was. She went from room to room and nothing APPEARED. She decided she would check the attic and basement, but still nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary. How odd she thought maybe it had been her imagination playing tricks on her. She sat in her bed for awhile before falling asleep wondering where the furry wet thing had come from.

The next day was bright and sunny so Sue, the girl who lived in the house, decided to take advantage of her day off and go for a walk. After having stopped in every store she passed she finally decided since it was getting late and it was starting to get dark and the rain had started to fall lightly she would head back home.

Once at home she fell into her normal routine of cooking supper for herself, taking a shower and then getting ready for bed. Tonight before she got into bed she looked outside and noticed that it had started to rain even harder then it had before she got home.

Once under the covers she slipped into a deep sleep for what felt like minutes. Later she was a waken by the awful noise again. This time she did not get a scared as she was the previous night. This time she got up and was determined to find out the source of the noise. But before she could get to the door of her room she froze with fright. The furry wet thing that had brushed up against her leg the night before was back. It seemed this time the furry little thing was not leaving.