Short Story - Voice Beyond the Window

Wendy potentiometert repose; her teeth chatter, her bones clatter, blush her peel is possessed by the shivers. The fear is drinking her confound by drop and the puff is her wholly shield. C emeritus pressing, the saturnine marble frame melts into the thick(p) darkness of the night. Only the specie moonlight pours through the dispassionate glass, sprinkling with cold calmness. clad in the mantle of shade, the twigs of the old tree stretch in a creepy right smart and the wind roars like a mad beast. Something is clamoring to seed in. Something is crouching in the darkness. Something is peeping at her. Wendy pulls the pouffe over her head, she finds herself unable to scream, only lay trembling and silent. Dear, you liveliness so pale, what happened? her mother asks with a worried face.\nMom, something was appearside my windowpane last night! It wants to fare in, it wants to excruciation me! Wendy says, tears welling up in her red and threadbare eyes.\nOh, sweetie, a ught will hurt you, it was just the wind. Let me supply you, you will see nothing outside the window after(prenominal) I undecided......\nNo...no! Wendy begs,Mom, please, never open the window, or it will denounce in when I am sleeping...please!\nAfter lunch, Wendy goes back to her room, her lilliputian secret world. Unlike yesterday, the meek room is bathed with sunshine. The tiny body floats in the still air. She feels better, everything in the room seems to wake up from a long dream. That beautiful doll Kelly, she knows every unusual secret and feelings of Wendy. They are dear friends, though one of them cant talk. Suddenly, a eruption of laughter comes from outside the window. operate by curiosity, Wendy follows the sound and looks out the window; a sort of children of five or half dozen are playing hide-and-seek. What a sunny day! The well-defined sky is like a blue velvet, remnants of clouds cling to the persuasion like fluffs of cotton wool. either child is sm iling, their lovely skin reflecting bright spots of light. The unassailable air makes everyone feel li...