The Wait
The house was silent. Waiting with anticipation. Fingers drummed on tables and feet tapped on floors. I stared out the window into the gray sky. I sat quietly. I was dying to stand up and run outside to see whether they were there yet. I zipped my sweatshirt and then unzipped it again. I tried reading my book but I couldn't seem to concentrate on anything. After waiting for what seemed like forever I heard a knock on the door. They're here. The sky seemed to brighten. I raced to the door. The wait was over. 
You say so much without saying much. Nice job.
ReplyDeleteI like how you described ho you can't focus on anything. I also like the end. Nice job!
ReplyDeleteP.S I love Hank :)