This beast has been knocking upon my door for weeks. Unceasing, the pounding has become like my heart beat. I need it to live. Expecting to face my fears head on I ignore its’ calls, its’ ferocious growl. I go numb. All that is heard in my mind is the pounding, my heart beating. I am still alive.
Consciously aware of the tragedy of my decision to keep my door closed, I decide to take a chance. Peaking through the window, I can only see my reflection. My eyes startle me. Ghost like, where is the life? I wipe the condensation from the pain of my breath and take a step towards the door. The pounding is louder, but slower. I carefully adjust my stance and prepare my body for a blow. I turn the knob. “Hello”, I call out, desperately hoping no one will answer. “Hello”, I cry again and still no response. I step outside and the cold chill in the air shocks my body. I comfort and warm myself in my arms. I open my mouth and prepare to cry out again. Anger has now replaced my fear, audacity pumps through my veins. How dare you disturb me for so long and then leave. “Hello!” I cry at the top of my lungs. My echo floods back to me softly. “Hello” it says.
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