I went down to get glass of water from the kitchen. I looked out of the window. It was still dark. I saw a shadow, but I thought it was our cat strolling out in the dark again. Suddenly I heard a few whisphers and a faint cry for help.
I tried to hear again,....but I didn't hear anything. I thought it was my mind playing tricks on me, when suddenly I heard a faint sob.
I opened the door, switched the light on, but saw nothing, I took a few steps forward, but still nothing.
I turned back to the door. I was just about to close it when I heard the same sob again, but this time it continued.
"Who's there?" I called, but no-one answered.
My heart pounded very hard this time as I heard a laugh. A laugh so evil, so cruel.
I ran inside and closed the door behind me. As I was looking out of the window, I felt somone's hand on my shoulder.
I slowly picked up the knife beside me, which was on the work-top. I was just about to stab the person when I saw the face. It was my sister. I was about to stab my one-and-only sister.
I threw the knife down and looked at her face. Her face had gone blank as an empty sheet of paper. She was frozen in her place.
"Laura!" I said faintly "Oh my God! I'm so sorry. What are you doing here?"
She did not reply.