It was a dark and stormy night.
I was alone at home and about to go to bed, when I saw a scary shadow figure at my window.
"Who’s there" I shouted.
Suddenly there was a flash of lightning followed by thundershower.
I saw a lion’s face followed by a scary thunderous roar at the window. It looked like the lion from the local circus that had been announced missing on the television news channel. I felt very scared. I ran to my bed and pulled my blanket over my head. I started to shout for my parents but there was no reply. Then I remembered they were at a late night party.
I peeped out of my blanket but it was too dark to see anything. Then I heard footsteps.
They were getting louder and louder. Soon the footsteps died off.
The grand father clock struck 12. I went back to bed and tried to sleep, but couldn’t. I felt too frightened. I sat up my mind full of scary thoughts. After some time passed, finally I fell asleep.
I woke up only after eight in the morning and switched on the TV news. I was excited to see the lion was already trapped in the wee hours of the morning by the ring master of the circus. I felt very much relieved after the news.
Later I narrated the whole incident to my parents.
They were dumb shocked and decided in future not to leave me alone at home during night.
Home alone the name reminds me of the famous movie series. Most of us must have felt some eerie feeling being alone at home at night.