Mark Alexander Tkach
Two Doors Down
Submitted by arianovan on August 3, 2008 - 20:18.There was really nothing to be afraid of. Nothing was under her bed or in her closet, and a little sliver of light was coming from the door as always. The facts didn’t helping, even at six years old she was still afraid of the dark.
The sheets were over her head her ear to the pillow. It was so quiet that she could hear the blood pumping in her ears. It sounded like footsteps, she didn’t dare to move for fear of giving herself away to the nothing. The TV downstairs came to life, just loud enough for her to hear. She decided that it was a comedy, she could tell by the laughing. She was glad that it wasn’t sports, sports were too loud. Her mind drifted from fear to calm, knowing that daddy was downstairs. Within moments she was asleep.

