The Visitor in the Night

          There was a whisper. No, a voice. Veronica Carter has been bothered by the voice for nights. It was only the third week since she moved to Borraville. She now wanted to go back home so much. However, in order to finish college, she would have to move to Borraville to receive a better education. 

          One night, when everything was like any other night, Veronica was preparing her microwaved macaroni and cheese. Just when she was about to sit down to enjoy her dinner, there was a knock on the door. "Ugh!" Veronica grunted as she walked toward the door. "What is it?" she asked as she opened the door. No one was there. That's weird, Veronica thought. Whoosh! A gush of wind rushed into the house. Someone was in the house. Someone unwelcomed.