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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required She jolted when she heard the forceful knocking at the door not sure if when it opened who she'd find, the same reaction to a knock came several times before much more and she would go out of her mind. Peeking from upstairs window through a curtain just to check who it could be at this late time of night, a man in uniform was leaning back, craning his neck as she stepped back in shadow, out of sight. It looked like a Policeman, a patrol car on the drive good news, or maybe not, ran through her thoughts but either way she'd made it through another day alive by staying home a bit more time she'd bought. Out of her high school class of girls whose christian name was Jane in just two weeks four out of five had gone holed up inside suburban fortress, only she remained alert, awake, afraid, the only one. Unlock four bolts, take off the chain and move the desk away then hesitantly opening the door the nearby street light shone upon her pallid face of grey as he stepped in and strode across the floor. Securing the door once again, she asked 'Do you bring news? Developments at all of any sort? Is homicide progressing on the identity of who's behind all this and gonna get 'em caught?” “ We've evidence”, the Policeman said “ that's moved the case along, we found the cellphone that made all the calls, also the record that you heard in background, the same song, and photos of you plastered on the walls”. “Thank God! At last, great news , now what?” she gasped after a while do I know who it is, who it could be? The officer looked down, nodded his head, then with a smile said “ Yes, the room was mine- now, come with me” For contest 'A poem with a chilling twist', sponsor frank Herrera. 7th September 2016
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