Hi there!
I was alone at home reading a book, when I heard a pretty loud noise. I was pretty scared so I bit the bullet and headed to the exit door. Finding myself outside I took a few steps to the place where I had heard the noise. The closer I got, the darker it became. Only the wind was blowing gently and it was moving the branches of the old trees. Hundreds of stars were shining around the silver moon. I went to the place where I thought I was going to find the explanation of the noise. By the time I got there every step was harder and harder to take. The darkness and the silence of the outside made me afraid ... through the branches of the old trees, one could see only the light of the moon and of the stars which seemed to clutter in the sky. I was walking in the wet and cold grass and I was almost there ... the barking of the dogs gave me the creeps, but I kept walking. The moonlight was growing stronger and the more afraid I felt the more noises I heard. I got to the mysterious tree where I had heard the so-called noise and I looked back, it seemed that someone was there ... and then my mother woke me up to go to school, and the mystery of the night is still vague my mind.
