what is happening?

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I woke up to a loud sound in the basement. I looked at my alarm clock it reads: 3:32am I am the only one that lives in this old house. at first i thought that it could just be something that fell over but then I heard it again. I took my steel baseball bat that is next to my bed hanging. I heard it a third time. I walked very slowly to the basement door that was two feet away from my bedroom door. the door was closed and there is no other way for anything to get in because if you want to close the basement door it makes a really loud noise and I am a light sleeper.

I opened the door as fast as I could and just as I wanted to indicate that i am here i heard the noise again and this time it was a bit different. It sounded like someone was banging on the gray cement wall.

I said" Who are you?! Come out before I call the cops!" no body answered. "I am coming down with a baseball bat! Who are you?!" still no answer. I was so terrified and luckily my voice did not tremble. I just stepped on the floor and something, so fast I couldn't see what, ran past me. I didn't even have time to scream. All I could managed to figure out was that it was as tall as a man was and it could have had arms and a head. i looked over at where i heard the sound and it was like something crawled out of the wall. I couldn't believe what i saw but it was not a dream. I called the police and they said that they will take care of it. I should stay at a hotel for now until they have fixed my basement wall. I stood outside my bedroom door while the police were still busy looking and investigating, thinking of what the THING was. It couldn't have been human.

One of the policemen , the cute one who's eyes are blue and green and has the face of an angel, came to ask me questions. he was tall like the figure i saw that ran past me so quick. it kind of made me scared. " Hi my name is Officer. Lockwood, Jacob Lockwood . What is your name Miss?" he has a deep and darkish voice and it is so cute. "H- hi, sorry I am still in shock. " he took my hand and he squeezed it a little and let go of it and said " Oh its OK. Its normal to be in shock if you went through a terrible experience." he smiled the most perfect smile. He has only one dimple on the right side of his face. "OK thank you. My name is Kathrine Jones. I-I..." My heart was beating so fast I think that i am about to pass out. i started to fall when strong arms caught me and it was all I could remember.

I woke up in a strange room I did not know. the walls were wight and there wasn't much decoration. I sat straight up in the bed and my fists were in balls. I took karate when I was in high school because you never know whats going to happen. "Oh-oh oh slow down there sleeping beauty. You were out for 3 hours. You need your sleep. I turned around so fast that everything was a blur but when my eyes focused again I could see who it was. It was the cute police officer that wanted to ask questions. "Thank you for taking me to the hotel." I said looking at him. "Oh Uhh this isn't the hotel room. You are at my place. Sorry but you didn't wake up soon and the person that works at the front desk didn't let me pass. So I took you here. I am very sorry." I looked at him in disgust but then the attitude in his eyes led me to believe he is sincerely sorry and I forgave him. "Oh. Did you bring me my clothes because I have nothing else to wear?" He looked confused for a second and then said "Oh that is what I forgot!!! I am soo sorry I forgot your bag at your house. You could wear one of my shirts.'' " Yeah thanks so much I spilled something on my shirt when I looked for my baseball bat." I looked at him in his face with a mad expectation on my face. He smiled a little and I couldn't help but laugh a little. I went to the bathroom and changed into his shirt. It smelled like cinnamon and marshmallows. It smelled real good. The shirt was a bit to big for me so I took my hair tie and tied the shirt at the bottom to make it a bit tighter.


When I came out I smelled coffee and I need coffee right now. I followed the scent to the kitchen. The house was fancy in the inside but when I looked out the window I saw the busy street I always cross on my way to work. I knew exactly where I was. And it was a good thing. "You live on Oak street?? I drive past this building everyday I go to work." He looked surprised to see that I did what he suggested. "What??" He looked at my face and said " Nothing. The coffee is ready. Oh and yes I see you every time at 6:45am. When you go to work. You catch every single red light when you drive past." He gave me coffee and I just sat outside on the balcony and rewatched the entire scene that went off in my bedroom. The more I thought about it the more it became clear. But I still can't get a face. It was a man but it didn't have a face. I don't want to tell the cops about that. Just that I woke up and heard something in the basement and went downstairs but only to find that hole in my wall.

The next morning I woke up from a headache and I looked for Jacob but I couldn't find him anywhere. I thought maybe he is at work. I couldn't go to work in this, I looked down and saw that I still had his shirt on. And I can't even go outside or go to my house to get something else to wear. I heard keys turning inside the door and I made a run for the bed. I climbed back in and trough the blanket back over myself.

"I know you are awake! I heard your footsteps!!" I rolled my eyes and sat up in the bed. "Where were you?" He came into the bedroom with a suitcase. "I was at your place and got this and then I had to check in at work. Here is your suitcase with your clothes." I looked at it and I probably looked like a pig and I probably have to change into my clothes. " Oh my gosh!! Thank you soo much!!" I jumped over the covers to give him a hug and my foot got stuck in the covers and I tripped. I fell on top of Jacob. We layed there for a few seconds before he kissed me. It was a light but sweet and passionate kiss. I don't know what it was but I fell I love with him and a year later he ask me to marry him and I said yes. I live him soo much.


TWO YEARS LATER

"Hey Jacob where is my suitcase from when you brought my clothes over? Like from two years ago?" " I will help you look for it." I looked up at Jacob and it looked like he was scared like I would find something out. But just as soon as it came it famished. He said with a sweet one dimpled smile. The one that I absolutely love. I looked up at Jacob and it looked like he was scared like I would find some

I looked everywhere but I couldn't find it. But like the hero he is Jacob found it. "Here it is sweetie pie. I gotta go. There was a break in somewhere. And please remember to lock the door AND the windows!!". "I will!! I said while remembering the time when we were asleep and a bird flew into the house and almost destroyed everything in the house trying to get out. "Love you honey" "love you two!!"

When Jacob left i looked through the bag every hiding spot i could find. I looked in one of the places where there had been a rip and i found something. A piece of paper. The paper had something written on it:

Dear Kathrine Jones

If you are reading this and you don't really remember what happened the night when you heard something in the basement then you should read this.

The night when you heard something in the basement you thought it was something that fell over in the basement but it wasn't. It was someone. No it was SOMETHING. it had reddish and greenish and blueish eyes. It glowed. It is someone you might know and trust.

IT IS

Oh my gosh someones is coming!!!


That is my hand writing! Who was coming after me? WHAT WAS COMING AFTER ME!!



Thanks for reading!!🤗😁 Hope you enjoyed it!!

May 21, 2020 07:08

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04:35 Jun 11, 2020

Don’t ask me why I named myself this

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04:35 Jun 11, 2020

Holy you put this much work into this good job👍 This is Silas

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