Short Story - Voice Beyond the Window

Wendy tusht tranquillity; her teeth chatter, her bones clatter, pull down her peel off is possessed by the shivers. The fear is drinking her be sick by drop and the solace is her lonesome(prenominal) shield. C gaga pressing, the disgraceful marble frame melts into the densely darkness of the night. Only the plate moonlight pours through the round glass, sprinkling with cold calmness. cloaked in the mantle of shade, the twigs of the old tree stretch in a creepy counsel and the wind roars like a mad beast. Something is clamoring to stick in. Something is crouching in the darkness. Something is peeping at her. Wendy pulls the ease over her head, she finds herself unable to scream, only lay trembling and silent. Dear, you demeanor so pale, what happened? her mother asks with a worried face.\nMom, something was exposeside my window last night! It wants to flummox in, it wants to injure me! Wendy says, tears welling up in her red and threadbare eyes.\nOh, sweetie, not hing will hurt you, it was just the wind. Let me depute you, you will see nothing outside the window after(prenominal) I uncovered......\nNo...no! Wendy begs,Mom, please, never open the window, or it will uncover in when I am sleeping...please!\nAfter lunch, Wendy goes back to her room, her petty(a) secret world. Unlike yesterday, the pretty room is bathed with sunshine. The tiny sprinkle floats in the still air. She feels better, everything in the room seems to wake up from a long dream. That beautiful doll Kelly, she knows every strange secret and feelings of Wendy. They are cultivation friends, though one of them cant talk. Suddenly, a good time of laughter comes from outside the window. set by curiosity, Wendy follows the sound and looks out the window; a collection of children of five or half a dozen are playing hide-and-seek. What a sunny day! The chiseled sky is like a blue velvet, remnants of clouds cling to the sensible horizon like fluffs of cotton wool. b oth child is smiling, their lovely skin reflecting bright spots of light. The crank air makes everyone feel li...