Nightly Visitors

This house sunk into the ground during the January floods, 2013. Not part of the story. Didn't have an available photo of a ghost.

 The bed shook.

Adrenalin rushed throughout my body.

My pounding heart echoed in my ears.

Muscles ceased. From head to toe I couldn't move a muscle.

My eyelids refused to open.

Some weight. Or was it a ting. A ghost. What manifestation had entered my bedroom.

Groggy from being woken from a deep sleep.

I waited.

I listened.

Feeling every change.

Movement.

I waited for the ax to fall.

A shot to explode breaking the silence.

A knife to be held to my throat.

I hadn't heard a window break.

No door bashed in to gain entry.

Nor any noise coming up the steps.

How was entry gained?

With vocal cords frozen I couldn't scream.

Nor any footsteps coming up the steps.

How was entry gained?

Whatever fell across my legs, pinning me to the bed, moved. Slid over to the other side of the bed to fall to the floor. Claws dug into the quilt. I don't own a cat. The animal clawed its way up on to the bed. Walked across me to reach the other side. Made itself comfortable on the unoccupied bed space.

Lights flashed. Were they in the room? Or did truck lights flash through the window. A light show behind closed eyelids. Within seconds the light disappeared. I felt a pin prick to the side of my neck.

My muscles relaxed. I could move my legs.

I became angry. Who would want to terrorize me?

I came out of the horror at the sound of my voice.

“If you've hurt me. I'll kill you.”

Opening my eyes. I searched the gloom for the intruder. I was the only human in the room.

Taking a deep breath. Sighing. I went to sleep. I had a feeling of comfort. Well being. I was being guarded while I slept.

Remembering the adrenalin rush in the morning.

The fright.

Sound of my angry voice.

Words I'd never use when awake.

The movement.

When the sun rose so did I.

I searched through every room of the house to look for evidence a human had entered, somehow. Nothing was broken.

Was it a manifestation?

A healing.

Seeing into the future.

A nightmare.

Or someone protecting me from an avenger from the dark side.