A Story You Just Can't Beat!

Hello there!

Here's a story I wrote once... I am not in the blog writing mood so here ya are you little miscreants. Happy Halloween! (It's really quite a shame that this story is not Halloweeny, but what are you gonna do?)

Pitter-Pat

As I walk I hear the soft pitter-pat of my shoes softly tapping the cement with every step, pitter…pat pitter… pat. The sound is so peaceful and somber but so vividly wild all at once. I start to hear soft whispers not too distant. The sound of my feet is just barely audible over the hushed voices. They slowly fade as I walk further. Pitter… pat …pitter …pat. I begin ever so slightly to hear the quaint sound of a violin; it carries a quick tune much faster than the pitter pat of my shoes, I want to stop walking and just stand there and let the beautiful music fill the space around me but I can’t. The more and more I walk, the music becomes faster and louder. Faster. Louder. Faster. Louder. Then it stops within a moment. Pitter… pat… pitter… pat. I hear a sudden shrill noise behind me, and my fear inclines me to run. My soft pitter-patter abruptly becomes wild clanging and clacking as my shoes slam against the pavement. CLANG... CLACK... CLANG... CLACK. I eventually calm myself to bring back the familiar pitter pat. Pitter … pat …pitter … pat. I gradually look up to find that I have reached the place I longed to be. Home.