Visitor

Visitor

Late in the night, everybody is sleeping. No sounds out there, just me and my mind. Today was a very long day; a lot of work and study. I came home to try a little rest but now my thoughts are higher than ever; so, I remain with my head laid in the pillow.

“Tick-tack, tick-tack TON TON TON TON!” It’s midnight. The sound of my mom’s old clock really disturbs me because it reminds me of old churches. I’m not the kind who enjoys going to churches; I really fear the old ones. I’m trying very hard to sleep tonight, but this sound is not helping me at all.

Suddenly one different sound caught my attention; I hear the chandeliers crashing, coming from the living room. It’s very curious because it isn’t a windy day and the house is totally closed. I checked it previously, no slots in the windows, neither in the doors. Why is this happening? I’m not the kind of person to get scared easily, but this sound let me a bit uncomfortable. Maybe it was a little animal, or the wind did this. I thought. I chose to keep silent in my bed, just waiting for sleepiness to finally come – what’s being very impossible today.

It just passed a few minutes when I feel something cold passing through my body, like icy breeze in a winter morning. In question of seconds, I feel my whole body freezing up, the temperature of my room got drastically different shortly. I cover my feet and I push the blanket until my head, getting myself all covered up. My parents’ bedroom is nearby, so it would not be so difficult to call their help, but unexpectedly I get petrified and I can’t say any words, even my breath is getting colder and heavier. I’m totally scared and I really don’t know what to do. May I look around my room? Just one little look outside the safety of my blanket. I take it off very slowly; every second is like a million years. When I uncovered my face and almost opened my eyes, I heard something strange.

-          Hi.

An acute voice went through my room. A childish and acute voice that shivered me and made me deplore for this strange dream to finish. Please wake up, please wake up. I thought by myself, but nothing happened. There aren’t kids in this house, why did I hear this? I feel my body colder than ice, at this moment I’m losing all my senses and I’m not able to open my eyes to see where this sound came from. So, I start to pray like it’s the last thing I could do: Please God, help me and say that it’s only a terrible nightmare, please! One minute of silence, I’m not hearing anything else and I might have recovered my senses, but I still can’t open my eyes, I’m so scared to do this.

-          Hi Leo.

Instantly, I’m using all my forces to try to push an invisible child or avoid it, someone that I don’t know, someone that appeared mysteriously in my room tonight. I am with my eyes closed yet, I don’t have courage to open it, but I’m fighting like there’s a dragon in my room. I’m fighting for my life, I feel so afraid and I want to stay alive. What should I else do?

-          What do you want from me!!!!!!???

I said. I’m shaking. Silence in my room, no answers. I take a long breath and I open my eyes. All I see is my room exactly the way I saw before it happened; no one but me. Right now, I’m feeling very disoriented, I turn on the lights to be sure there isn’t anyone in my room. I look behind my door, my closet, every place that a child could hide. Nothing. But wait, there’s still one place I didn’t look: I turn my head down, looking straight to my bed. Under the bed is the perfect place to someone to hide. I’m scared and apprehensive, but I should do this.

Trying to keep calm, I get on my knees and take a lot of courage. I take several breaths, and slowly, I go down to look under my bed. It seems like my heart is going to stop. But I must be brave. 1, 2, 3… and nothing, all I can see is my old toys. It’s everything alright.

Slowly, the temperature of my room starts to get warmer. I feel my breath and my heartbeats slowing down, too. I feel better, but I’m still afraid. Will it come and scare me again? Well, I should not think about that now. Maybe it was just a strange dream. I look at my cellphone, it’s exactly 1am. Has just one hour passed? It felt like it was eternity! My head is in a complete mess.

I finally lay in the bed again with a complete safety sensation. I start to think if I should tell my parents about this case tomorrow, but I think it’s not time to worry about that. There are no reasons to be scared; my parents are just a few meters near me. So, I imagine: I want to dream about angels, after all. Everything seems to be alright, at least tonight.

Author: Leonardo Cerutti