#WritcoStoryChallenge
The streetlights were dim as the mist enclosed it in its mysterious grip. She peered out of her window into the darkness, was there someone out there or was it her imagination?
or because the night was so silent only the sound of the dogs barking from a distance.

Me and my mother still awake in the late night,sitting quietly on the bed in my mother's bedroom waiting for my father.

As minutes and hours were passing by,we started getting worried while looking at the clock every now and then as it was getting late and no sign of my father turning up.

The more we waited the more we got worried and more unpatient we became,I quickly told my mother to try and call him.

My mother several times she tried dialling his number,the...