Well, this evening I had that uncomfortable response created by noises. Only this time I knew what they were from, but they weren't calming. It was simply the combination.
I got home, set my things down and the wind was really bad outside; therefore, there were creepy wind noises which usually turn into a game of "where's that sound from" that is pretty fun, but not this time. The first was, of course, the tree/bushes hitting the house. Second, the screen door that doesn't always shut. Then the house creaks and pops. I headed outside to get the mail and heard a whining noise. I kept walking, but looked in several directions to see where it was coming from. On the way back from the mail box I heard a man yell in the distance. Next, I probably flew two feet off of the ground because a dog ran at lightening speed right past me(towards the man that yelled). Came back home and fixed the screen door. Digging for food in the kitchen, I heard children screaming, that one I didn't understand. That wasn't once, but several times throughout the hour. There's always boom, boom noises from kids with subs in their cars, but tonight it sounded like a giant hammer hitting the street several blocks away. It never got closer, just stayed where it was and at a constant beat. All of these put together isn't all that frightening, but it definitely had me thinking about Stephen King novels.
"Nothing in life is to be feared. It is only to be understood."~Marie Curie