Closed Door

Slowly, I approached my door with my cat in my arms. The door creaks open, and I peak inside to find it empty. Moving inside I strip my clothes and joke that whatever is in the room may leave.
Moments later, the door pops open and a chill runs through me, as I scurry into bed for a night of odd dreaming. Waking I am aware in my mind that someone will be calling to cancel today's plans, as it occured in my dream that evening. Surely enough there is that dread phone call and my mother telling me that a relative of the woman who was to come over had passed away.