…The deafening screams echoed through the cold night…

It was a cold Saturday night, I was curled up in my toasty blankets.

As I was slowly drifting off into my dreams, I heard a faint scream, so little that I could barely hear it. Every few minutes the screams got louder and closer.

Suddenly the screams stopped, I thought I was just hearing things. Just as I was about to fall back asleep the deafening screams echoed through the cold night and pierced through my bedroom window.

I jumped out of my skin in fright, my knees quivering and my teeth chattering. The screams haunted my dreams forever…

TAIDGH – YEAR 7