I heard a tapping on the window, like the sound of a tree branch in the wind hitting the glass. At first I thought that I was dreaming, but I slowly opened my tired eyes, rolled over, and listened again.
TAP,TAP.
I wasn’t going to be able to get back to sleep no matter what it was, so I got up and walked out to the living room. As I stood in the center of the darkened room, barely breathing, I heard it again, coming from the sliding patio door.
TAP,TAP
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You should post the whole story. I enjoyed the story and the way it unfolded. And the end was classic even though it probably had been used by many stories in the past.
Raises a lot of questions about us… And about who they might be.
