Write a story about being alone.

- by Wesly Kong
SMK Taman Tunku

Last Saturday night, my parents went to their friend's wedding dinner. I wished I could follow them as I hate to be home alone. Unfortunately, only my parents were invited so I could not go. Before leaving the house, my parents comforted me and told me that they would come back as early as possible.

After my parents had left the house, I decided to watch a film. I switched on the computer and inserted a DVD. Just when I was about to start watching, I heard the horrible sound of the howling wind. Out of curiosity, I took a glance through the window and saw the trees outside bending over from the strong wind. Thankfully, it was only the wind. I put on my earphones and began to watch the film.

After several minutes, it started to rain cats and dogs. The raindrops beat hard on the roof and the noise was deafening. I looked through the window again. Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning followed by a loud clap of thunder. The sudden clap gave me a fright. I quickly shut and locked the window. I also checked all the other windows and doors to make sure that they were locked. A loud thunder roared again and the electricity supply was cut off! There was a blackout. I was nervous as this happened abruptly and there was pitch dark all over the house. The beating sound of the rain on the roof became clearer.

Quickly, I calmed myself down and decided to search for my torch. I walked slowly in the dark, trying to find the way to my bedroom. When I was approaching my bedroom, I thought I heard a horrible cough coming from somewhere. I panicked and knocked my head against the wall.

"Ouch! My head!" I cried in pain.

After groping around in the dark for a while, I managed to find my torch in my bedroom. I switched on the torch quickly and went to the kitchen to get a few candles and a lighter. I lit three candles and placed them in the living room. Then I sat on the sofa, waiting for the electricity supply to resume. I usually liked it when it rained, especially during the night because the weather would be cool and I could sleep soundly. But not tonight - there was a blackout and I was home alone. I blamed my parents for leaving me at home all by myself.

I fell asleep on the sofa. A sudden knock on the door woke me up. I looked through the window to see who it was. The electrical power had not resumed yet and I could hardly see clearly. All of a sudden, I saw a face staring back at me at the window. Assuming that it was a stranger with some evil intentions, I screamed and took to my heels. As I was running away, I heard my mother calling my name and asking me to open the door.

Upon hearing my mother's voice, I was relieved. After unlocking the door, I was delighted to see my parents in the doorway.

"Mum, Dad! I'm so glad to see you!" I exclaimed, hugging them tightly.

It was actually my father who was peering through the window to see why I lit candles. After learning what had happened, my parents consoled me and sent me to my bedroom. It was already 12 midnight then.

The power came back on at the crack of dawn.

After the incident, I was reluctant to be home alone again, especially at night. It was indeed a frightening and unforgettable experience. I certainly hope that such incidents will not recur.