What. Is. That!?
"What. Is. That?!"
"An alien," she jokes.
"Hello my next nightmare," he whispers.
I must look absolutely terrified because they both stop laughing and put a hand on my shoulder.
"You alright?"
"What is that," I whimper.
My whole body shakes as it moves and something falls.
"Hey, it's ok. Your fine. Just look away," she tries to comfort me.
But I keep my ground.
"What is it?" I whisper shout. I am no longer scared, I am mad. No one will tell me anything, and I'm left guessing. And I hate surprises.
They both look at each other, with twinkling sadness in their eyes.
"What. Is. That!" I shout. I'm practically screaming.
"Hey hey hey. Calm down," he says.
I flinch back, away from his touch.
"We can just leave. It's fine. It wasn't that important anyways," she said.
I shutter and get up from the bench. A sudden breeze makes my hair fly in weird directions. I put it in a low pony and walk as far away as possible.
That, was terrifying.