Midnight

It’s fun to have a world all to yourself. A world full of mysteries and your own secret hideout which nobody else knows about!
Whenever I close my eyes I picture a massive field. My collie, Taz, is there too. Nobody else, just us... I would throw broken branches across the field and Taz would run after them, catching them excitedly in her Jaw. Then we would travel together, only the 2 of us, side by side with no one to tell us what to do, no one to hurt us again...
'Midnight'. MY country, MY world, MY home. I just wish it was all true and not a childish game in my head. Midnight isn’t real, it’s all make-believe, I created it...

I awoke in darkness and looked at my bedside clock. It read 3:30 am. Every Night I would wake up at that same time, I had no idea why, i just did. I peered out of my bedroom window and saw a dark mysterious man at the end of the overgrown garden. I had seen him before, but this time he was crouched on all fours and looked as though he was crying. I slowly tiptoed across the carpet, grabbed my grubby dressing gown from the back of the door and snook downstairs. It was hard to keep quiet as the house was really old and the floorboards creaked a lot. As I approached the back door I touched the hard plastic handle but then recoiled it in shock from how cold it was. I quickly opened it and stepped outside. I could see my breath in the air but I didn't understand how it could be so cold in the middle of Summer...