An Alien Invasion in My Bedroom

I had a rough night. I just couldn't sleep. I lay awake most of the night tossing and trying to think of pleasant thoughts. I finally decided to just to lie in bed and await the morning. Then, just before dawn on that sleepy Thursday morning, strange lights invaded my bedroom. My husband had left for work ,and the sun was just peeking in my window. I was relieved to see the sun, yet, this was not sunlight. The beam held no warmth.

Suddenly, I felt an icy cold feeling of terror that raced through my veins. I lie in my bed trying without success to rationalize this phenomenon. Sure, I thought, I'm dreaming and only imagining this. I momentarily felt relief, but the beam of light was now in my room breaching my room darkening shades.

Then, as I feared, I heard a noise. The noise sounded like a low rumble of an alien engine winding down and then off. Then, some kind of muffled footfalls slithered through my once safe home. A creature entered my house. my home, and now my room. It stood in smoky eeriness just beyond my chamber portal. What was I going to do?

The house alarm wasn't going off, so I knew deep in my heart that this creature that sent lights and fear into my once safe bedroom stood just on the other side of my bedroom door. I knew no help would come. I had to think quickly.

The gun was locked away in a safe place, and as my thoughts raced, would a gun protect me from what was waiting for me outside my door? It was then through the darkness that I could make out a figure standing, staring, stalking. I slammed the door tightly closed to try to lock it out. It reached for the doorknob. I pushed helplessly against the only thing between me and that alien. I held the brass knob from my side of the door. I tried in vain to keep it or whatever apparition would appear to be outside my room from breaching my haven. Then with a mighty blow, the door flew open. I stared into the face of an enraged creature.

The creature finally spoke, "What the hell are you doing? I forgot my briefcase. I tried not to wake you, but when I couldn't get the door open I was worried. What were you thinking?"

"Not much," I replied to my enraged husband who decided I needed to go back to sleep.