Halloween

One dark and rainy Halloween ...

One dark and rainy Halloween I sat home angrily chewing on a Snickers. Both my parents left for the night and its down pouring and too cold to go outside. Thunder rumbled the house while lightning lit up the spooky bare trees in the yard. I stared out the monstrous window into the black night. The rain pounded against the window as I turned up the volume to the TV. My eyes drifted back to the Corpse Bride movie, bored out of my mind. I whipped out my phone, maybe to find a friend to hang out with. I send out a message, an "invalid" message comes back. I try again, nothing. 

"That’s never happened,” I say to myself. A loud crash comes from outside. I look around the room and out the window, nothing is different, just my mind going to insane conclusions, I guess. I glance down to my phone again, the screen flashes on and off with the "salt and pepper" screen. I slap my phone thinking that would fix it, and then it turns off for good. My heart sinks and my eyes become wide. My legs jumble towards the home phone, my fingers fumble over my dad's cell phone number, nothing. I try my mom’s number, nothing again. I whip my head from side to side around the room, everything seems normal, and I don’t know what to do. 

"Just like a horror movie, which aren’t real" I mumble to myself. I try to relax my thoughts by watching more of my movie. The rain seems to come down harder and harder; I turn on the volume to drown out the noise from the rain. The volume goes back down. I turn it back up and it just goes right back down; its like i'm battling with technology. My heart sinks down even farther; I'm too frightened to even function. The TV begins to go fuzzy and goes black. The only light on is above the kitchen sink and that begins to flicker. The power in the house begins to go on and off, playing with my thoughts and emotions. 

I squeeze my eyes close hoping this will just end. I stumble towards the door and fall out onto my porch. I lift myself up and run into the streets. The rain is just a light mist now and trick-or-treaters roam the streets. I take a second to recover my thoughts. Panic is written across my face I look around. Children are still smiling and skipping through the streets, my thoughts are in a huge blur. I look back at my house, nothing is different. I look at other houses, nothing is different, but its what is on the inside that is playing mind games with me. I drop to my knees at the edge of my lawn and curl my legs to my chest and wait until my parents pull into the driveway.