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.
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"Nothing in life is to be feared. It is only to be understood."~Marie Curie
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