My Footsteps...

Sometimes as I lay in my bed, I hear sounds. Sometimes it can be very loud and then it can be very low. Just what it is, I don’t know? Dad say’s it’s all in my head... He says that I should not be scared. Mom says it’s just this old house, just settle in. Almost like when Grand daddy sits in his old chair. I guess Mom and Dad could both be right? Maybe it’s just me and my fear of the night? Soon after they leave, I finally settle down. When all of a sudden! I hear a loud sound, Boom! I sprang from my bed and ran down the stairs and what should I see? It’s just our old dog Ralph and silly little me. Oh! What a relief... I’m so glad to see, it’s just Ralph and me... I guess the only real noise I hear, are just the footsteps of me.