The Doorway to the Impossible

At exactly 11:11 p.m., Mira heard a knock on her bedroom window.She froze.There was no balcony outside. No tree. No neighbour. Just the dark night sky.Yet the knocking came again.Knock. Knock. Knock....

Ilina KhristiMy self Ilina Khristi This was my imagination story that I imagine.