Scared Foggy

October 7, 2008 at 10:22 pm

I was sleeping over at a friend’s house in junior high, and we had watched “Mr. Sardonicas” that evening. I never shut my eyes all night long, because of the aftermath of horror of that movie. To top it all, I had to leave early in the morning, because my parents wanted me home before breakfast, so I got up and left when everyone else was sleeping and the house was pitch dark. On leaving the house, I saw that the whole town was enveloped in a thick fog. I still remember the prayers I sent up as I made my way home, each footstep clattering on the sidewalk in the semi-darkness before dawn. There came a point when I didn’t think I could go on, I was that scared, but somehow I kept inching my way home, till I was finally there.