In the middle of night, there was strange noise coming from my closet. I got up from my bed to check to see what was making that horrifying noise which made me want to tear off my ears ( which I was actually considering, but then I realized I don't have that kind of strength). My hands reach to touch the door, but as soon as my index finger touch the knob the noise stopped then the door swung wide open and threw me 4 feet back off the ground. I got up again and ran to the door only to be startled by my parents to open the door.
"I'm going to miss this place...", stated my mother to my father.
"Mom, dad, help me!", I cried to them. The noise grew louder and louder in my head.
"Why can't you hear me?!", I cried again. I began to float and I was slowly being pulled by the closet.
"Mom! Dad!", I yelled as I tried to hold their arms. My hand went right though them. I questioned in my mind how that was possible and asked myself, "Was I dead?".
Author's note: These stories are extremely short, you should know this since you've read the cover!
