“LETTERS”

I was awakened by thirst. I opened my eyes and glanced at the white gold wristwatch that was lying on the nightstand next to my bed. It showed 3:00 oclock. A faint smile wandered across my face. Three oclock meant I had four more hours of sleep. I hate waking up five minutes before my alarm goes off with the thought that i have to get up for school. I slowly lifted my legs from under the covers and slid my feet to the floor. In the dark, I found my brown plush slippers and slipped my feet into them. I immediately felt a nice, warm material against my skin. Faint moonlight filtered through the curtain on the window, illuminating my room a little. I walked to the door, trying not to bump into anything, and opened it. When I found myself in the corridor, I tried to be as quiet as possible. I didn want to wake my sister Beth. I didn want to hear screams and reproaches at three in the morning. I slowly descended the spiral staircase made of dark wood. I took a few steps and found myself in the kitchen.I slowly descended the spiral staircase made of dark wood. I took a few steps and found myself in the kitchen. I opened the fridge and took out sparkling water. I took a long sip, immediately feeling the cold drink quench my thirst. I turned off the bottle and put it back in the fridge. I was about to go back upstairs to my warm bed when out of the corner of my eye I saw movement outside the window. I slowly brought my face closer to the glass, trying to see something in the dark. The only source of light was the moon, but nevertheless I was able to see the outline of a human figure standing by the tree. I held my breath and thought my heart skipped a beat with fear. Even though the man was wearing a hood and i couldn see his face, I thought he was looking directly at me. The figure was slender and tall, but by the build of his body I could tell that it was a man. For a few seconds we stood and looked at each other, although for me it took forever. A crash behind my back woke me from my trance. I turned around in no time, ready to defend myself against a burglar or another hooded figure. I breathed a sigh of relief seeing the bowl on the floor and my black cat Lucifier on the kitchen counter.

I picked up the bowl and put it back in its place. When I put my face back to the glass, the mysterious man was gone. I looked through the window for a few minutes but the man didn come back.

I sighed in relief. I was hoping that I imagined him. It was middle of the night and I was tired. I could barely keep my eyes open and this could be a reason for my vivid imagination. And logically, who the hell would be standing outside somebodys window at three oclock in the morning.

I turned around and come to my ca