Friday Night Fright

by Lynn Jerrett

It was a hot summer's day back in July during the late 1970's. After the usual Friday night hang out at the park with my friends, I returned home. I watched T.V. for a while and then I finally went to bed. My room was very warm due to the heat of the day so I opened my window and a gentle breeze soon began to cool down the interior.

I hopped into bed and after closing my eyes I promptly fell sound asleep. It seemed like I was asleep for hours, but then I felt something shaking and jostling my shoulders and pushing me from side to side. Half asleep I rolled over and saw a huge, massive black figure half in and half out of my window. A blood curling scream roared from my mouth as I was thought a monster was trying to crawl through the window.

My mother quickly burst into my bedroom to find out what was going on. The room was ablaze with light as soon as she flicked on the switch. I could hear my oldest brother telling me to shush and be quiet. There, half way in the window was my brother. He had been locked out of the house and did not want to ring the bell to awaken everyone. He spied my open window and pulled over the little slide with steps thinking he could climb up and crawl through the window.