Monstrosity of a Night...
Cynthia's heart began to quicken as the sun disappeared behind the gloomy clouds and darkness enveloped the sky. The street was drowned in an eerie silence, the street lamps kept flickering not helping her find her way home. She looked up at the sky searching for the moon but ended up gazing at the pitch-black sky, not a soul could be seen walking down the street. Even the leaves of the sycamore trees planted on either side of the road didn't stir when a chilly breeze blew, which was quite unusual in May when most of the days passed in blistering heat. Despite the cool breeze, Cynthia's face was clammy with sweat, and her striking green eyes swam with tears as she longed for company in this deserted street. Although it was only half past eight, Cynthia hoped to get away from this street, where every small movement made her flinch. She thought of calling someone, maybe her friend Irene to drive her home, but even in her head the idea sounded ridiculous as her home was o...