This column is for anyone who has ever been afraid of the dark, who has felt like you just can’t breathe.
Strangers Come Inside
The night I became afraid happened when someone broke into our home, and it was then, when I was around six-years-old that I started dreading bedtime.
Before that night, the train rumbled down the tracks next to our driveway like it always had, a clickclack of music that too…