Footsteps Out My Window

    I’m in the tv room, watching my ultimate favorite show, House. I’m wracking my brain for a solution to this patients problem,  but as a commercial break comes on, I all of a sudden hear the crackling of leaves outside of the window, near to where I am sitting. I freeze, and scary thoughts start showering my thoughts. Horrible images of the wild animals I know to live out in the forest near my house. Also, the faces of evil people I have seen with my imagination in a window before, flood my brain. Muting the tv, I keep on listening to the sound that broke the peaceful silence. At this moment, my heart is pounding like a stick to a drum. Then the breaking of leaves stop, and I start to hear, what sounds like, footsteps on the porch. Immediately, I think there is someone on the back porch, which is easier to get to the room that I am in at the moment. Looking out the window, all I can see is pitch blackness, not even the trees surrounding the house. I can’t move, my body isn’t responding to my commands. I want to scream for my grandmother or grandfather, but no sounds are coming out. I keep on hearing the noise coming closer and closer to where I am...