It is what it is...

As I sit in my room, surrounded by the comforting silence of the night, I am suddenly startled by a loud crash from the kitchen. My heart pounds in my chest as I whisper to myself, "It is what it is..." trying to calm my racing thoughts. Slowly, I make my way towards the source of the sound, my footsteps echoing in the empty hallway. The sound of broken glass crunching under my feet only adds to the sense of unease that has settled over me. I finally reach the kitchen and flick on the light, only to be met with a sight that sends shivers down my spine. The sight of shattered plates and cups strewn across the floor is enough to make me gasp in horror. My mind races as I try to make sense of what could have caused such a mess. "OMG what is that?" I whisper, my voice barely above a breath. The realization that someone may have broken into my home fills me with a sense of dread that I can't shake. I cautiously make my way through the kitchen, keeping a watchful eye out for any sign of intruders. Every creak of the floorboards sends a jolt of fear through me, making my heart race even faster. As I round the corner, I spot a shadowy figure lurking in the corner. "WHAT IS LOVE LOUD," I shout, my voice cracking with fear. The figure turns towards me, its eyes glinting in the moonlight, sending a shiver down my spine. My hands tremble as I reach for the phone, ready to call for help. Suddenly, the figure lunges towards me, its hands reaching out to grab me. I let out a piercing scream as I stumble backwards, the sound echoing through the empty house. Adrenaline courses through my veins as I scramble to defend myself, my heart pounding in my chest. It's a fight for survival as I grapple with the intruder, each sound of our struggle reverberating through the stillness of the night. Finally, with a burst of strength, I manage to push the intruder off me and make a run for the door. As I burst out into the cool night air, the sounds of my footsteps echo through the darkness, a stark reminder of the danger I narrowly escaped. With trembling hands, I reach for my phone and dial for help, my voice shaking as I recount the harrowing experience. It is a night I will never forget, a reminder of the fragility of life and the importance of staying vigilant. You can play and download these sounds here.