I was standing right behind the door in stark darkness and heard the faint call of “Here I come!”. I knew my hiding spot was perfect. Snuggled in between the door and the bookshelf, no one would find me. Even if they closed the door, the darkness hid my shape. I was practically invisible. I heard a slight creak, and I held my breath.
The lights flipped on.
Oh no! I didn’t think they would turn on the light. The door suddenly moved. “Found you!”
Liyona is an “average joe” kind of writer who likes to think about ordinary things and then write them down. Ever since she can remember, she has been rhyming words and creating lyric poems. During her college years, she took a more serious bent toward writing and started to post on her blog (The Life and Times of a Quirky Character.) Currently, she resides on the East Coast of the United States, just north of the country’s capital.