The Stones

Creaking footsteps

Upstairs, I heard some footsteps, then mother’s voice as she giggled.

“Mum!” I called.

There was silence within the house.

“Up here darling,” I heard my mother’s voice call.

I walked toward the stairs, wondering why mother had not called when they got home. I gently climbed up, and walked to their room. I knocked on the door but heard her voice call from the attic.

“Up here darling,”

I walked towards the attic stairs, wondering what mother was doing up there that night. The door downstairs opened and I stopped.

“We are back,” I heard Mother call from downstairs.

I turned around and ran as a creature came charging at me through the open attic door. I ran down the stairs as fast as I could. I heard a muffled squeal behind me, then the sound of the attic door creaking, as it slid shut.