by Kimberly Gayle

Created on: September 28, 2008

She felt all alone. The two youngest kids were there tucked into bed, but they didn't keep that alone feeling away. What she really wanted was for her husband to be there. Or, at the very least for one of the three teenagers to be home.

The Oldest girls had gone to stay with friends back home. Back home. How she longed to be there. Back in the cute little house her husband had built for them. Back in that familiar town surrounded by friends. That was miles away and what was more it felt like a lifetime away. His job there had gone downhill, there just wasn't any room to advance with his old employer. He had to branch out on his own and start his own business.

That business had led them here to the middle of nowhere. A big farmhouse in northern Nebraska. A farm miles away from anything. Even the nearest road, which was nothing but a gravel country road, was down that mile long driveway that seemed to go on forever. Now he was gone working on another house miles away and gone for the weekend. He'd taken their oldest son with him to help. That left just her and the little kids home alone.

She had tucked the little ones into her bed a couple hours ago. They didn't want to go alone up to their rooms and she didn't blame them. If it were her she wouldn't go up there alone either. She didn't really want to be alone in her room either. So, with her husband out of town the two little ones would make good company and sleeping close would make them all feel safer.

It was getting late, nearly midnight. She sat in front of the TV thinking she should shut it off and go to bed. The idea of turning off the comforting sound and light of the TV was too disturbing though. She looked down at the dog thinking she should let him out. That wasn't happening though. There was no way she was opening the door to the darkness outside.

As she looked at him his head popped up. He cocked his head, listening. She stared at him, watching his every move. His head swiveled quickly to the right. He now stared directly at the big window in the front of the house. His hair raised, his lip curled. A low growl began deep within him. She was frozen, staring at the dog. Too afraid to turn and look at whatever he was seeing.

Then it started. Boom! Boom! Boom! Something was beating on the outside of the house. Boom! On the front of the house. Boom! On the side of the house! Boom! In the back of the house. Boom! Boom! Boom! It came from all sides. It was loud, like nothing she had ever heard before. Boom! It

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