Creak. Creak. I awoke but then remembered. There was no need to be afraid, it was just the man. What man you may ask? The man who snuck in every night with a lantern and peaked in my roomates room, only to watch him. Let me explain. I share a house with my old “friend”, he used to be a friend but now there is something disturbing about him, he reminds me of someone I used to know but I’m not quite sure who. I don’t care for him much. Every night a strange man comes in very sneakily and peaks in the old man’s room, shining a light directly on him. I don’t think this man knows that I live in this house. I walk by every night to find him peaking in the room, staring intently for hours. I don’t question him or let him know I am near, I wouldn’t …show more content…
I peaked through the crack that looked into the man’s bedroom. The light shone on him and I saw him in a different light. He looked like, well… it can’t be. In this lighting he well… he looked like Lenore. My old lov-Boom! Wait, that doesn’t normally happen. I looked back through the crack in the wall that is in between our rooms. The old man screamed from his bed. The strange man started to….I can’t look…. I pull a pillow to my face focusing on the sound of the Raven outside my window. Caw. Caw. This Raven was always there, following everywhere I …show more content…
I see the strange man placing a floor board back in the floor and the old man is nowhere to be seen. Ding, Dong. The doorbell rang. I shook with fear and decided to remain here, in my bed. I heard the strange man run down the stairs. I decided to leave the comfort of my bed, but only for a minute. I left my room ever so quietly yet quickly. I lifted the floorboards where the man had placed them and found the man’s head. Lenore! Lenore! I can’t… I won’t… Lenore! She can’t be dead perhaps I'm dreaming but no, she is dead. “Goodbye long lost lover, In my final departing I wish you well” Lenore’s spirit whispered in my ear. I felt the tears stream down my face. It can't be! I placed the boards back over, refusing to look at the reincarnation of my lost love. Would I ever find her again? Perhaps not. Why am I so blind, to have found my love and lost her again? My heart was beating out of my chest. Thump. Thump. Thump. So loud, I must go back to my room before someone downstairs