Chapter One
“Mom!” I shouted from my room to downstairs. Causing a groan from my mother, as it was faded through the walls, from a floor away. I hear thuds of footsteps racing to my room. And the door opens with a grumpy wrinkly face. She’s my grandma, but more like a mother to me. Her light curly, grey hair a mess. And her eye lids barely open as if she had woken up.
“What do you want child?” Her voice cracks, and a yawn escapes her mouth.
“There’s, there’s something knocking on my window.” I shakily told her, with my ring finger pointing at the grey curtains that’s covering on my window, just a few feet away from my bed. My grandma sighs and glares at me. She walks towards the curtains, while I hide my body and half of my face under my grey thick duvet blanket. “Darling,” she trails off. I glance at her, as she stares at something for awhile. And with widen eyes, she turns to me. “There is..” I furrow my brows at her expression.
“Ma you okay?” I ask with concern laced in my voice. I take the blanket off of my body and walk to her, and shake her. She startles at my contact, taking a step back. Once she stares at me, “you okay?”
She looks back outside where she’s still holding the curtain, and sigh. I glance at her weirdly.
“Ye-yeah I’m okay. It was nothing,” she lets go go the curtain. “Now now, it’s time to sleep. You have school tomorrow,” I whine. And she pushes me gently to my bed. Where I grab my blanket, sit on my bed and lay down; pulling the covers to me, while my grandma, kisses my forehead to sleep.
“Sweet dreams.” She whispers, and leaves my bedroom. I stare at the door, and glance back to the window. Wondering about the tapping sounds. No tree branches is near my window, the tree is 5.3ft away from my window. I measured it when I first started hearing the tapping sounds. Which was a week ago.
I stare at my bedside watching at the red glowing numbers; 9:58. I need to go back to sleep, this isn’t fair.
I yawn, my arm pushes onto the bed, so I could turn off the light from my lamp that’s on the bedside table. And wear my sleeping mask, turning the opposite side to the wall, heading to sleep.
