scary times

Its in human nature to allow one's self to imagine the worst possible case even when we know that the possibiltiy of what we think coming true is near to impossible. That was exactly what I did one lonly night. It was a dark moonless night. The wind houled against the house. I was by myself at my old two story house in Paterson. It wasn't just the moonless night but the vast emptyness that made the house so frieghtining. You see, we just recently moved into this house from a smaller house. That being the case, the house seemed to go on for ever. It wasn't till around ten o'clock that i started hearing a faint banging noise downstairs. Bang....bang.....bang..... I tried to ignore it and just turn up the volume of the movie i was watching but eventually I had to go downstairs, either for water of food or maybe the curiosity urged me. Either way, I went downstairs to cheak it out. I slowly creeped down my staircase with this growing feeling in my stomch. The noise continuously grew louder as i got closer and the closer and the feeling in my stomch was at it peak. I walked toward the noise and i found to my great relife it was just a open window. I closed the window and stared my way up to the stairs and the i saw s sudden movment in the corner of my eye. It took all but three second to get that feeling in my stomch to its peak again. I turned around as fast as i could and all i saw was a quick shadow scurry into the hallway. I stood by that hallway for a good five minutes thinking weather i should ignore what my eyes just saw. To pass it off as a trick my mind played on me or to go and investigate what that...that thing i saw was, which i REALLY didn't want to do. It took every fiber in my body to summon up the courage to finally go investigate. I went to the hallwayto turn on the light and the light flooded not only the hallway but me with light. Looking down the hallway, it seemed like a mile. The pace i chose to walk down the hallway only made the distance seem worst. I finally reached the end and there was a door creeked open. I pushed it open slowly and my first movment was toward the light switch, but the we hadn't placed a light in that room yet. Then i saw it, or rather its eyes. It was the eyes of a creture that had sufferd hunger, that would attack another being if it had to. I left to fetch a flash light and some food to get on the good side of this thing. I came back and for the second time in that day a great relife filled me. It was a only a cat, and a handsome looking cat at that. After I fed the cat some food I found I had made a new friend. The house now seemed less friegtining and with my new feline friend felt alot less lonly and to this day, whenever i feel lonly I let my cat into my house and all my fear and lonlyness disapper.