It's a cold clear still night, and i can't sleep. I can hear the the bows of the tree out side straining under the weight of newly fallen snow. Then i hear it slow methodical footsteps and clanking drawing ever closer. I try to ignore it and cuddle deep into the duvet where it's warm cosy and safe, but i can still hear the crunch of those footsteps getting even nearer, then the squeal of the garden gate as it open sends shivers down my spine, scrunch, scrunch, chink scrunch, as the sound now echoes in my head. Then BANG!! as the back goes flying open and the sound of smashing glass makes my heart jump from my chest, then i realise, thank god for that it's Monday, the milkman's tripped over the damn cat again. :P.
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