Abandoned
I wake up in my bed suddenly, unable to regain my breath. The feeling of loneliness instantly grabs me as I realize that my sister is no longer in the bed next to mine. Unable to see her through the darkness of the room, I slowly leave the bed and search for her. I search under the bed, in the closet, and in all the dark areas of the room. Moving into the next room, which belonged to my parents, I realize that they are not there either. I climb into their abandoned bed, and hide under the blankets, afraid to be alone in the darkness of the deserted apartment.
Suddenly, I feel a presence in the room with me. I peek my head out from underneath the cover, and notice the silhouette of a tall man entering the room from my abandoned bedroom. He glides across the room and exits through the opposite door, which leads to the front door of the apartment. I leave my parents bed, and go to the front door. I feel that I have to follow him, so I unbolt the door and proceed toward the staircase. Unable to see the man in the darkness, I begin to descend the stairs. Tripping on one of the steps, I begin to tumble down the stairs without hitting them. Before I hit the landing, my body becomes tense, anticipating the pain of colliding with the landing. However, the pain never comes, as I always wake up before I hit the floor.