Well here we go guys this is what I wrote it had to be under 500 words, give you goosebumps or be very scary. This is what I came up with.
Tipping out the crisps, you can smell the heavenly flavour of the salt and vinegar instantly, such a strong flavour but truly delicious for me. Looking in the fridge I find the chilli cheese dip, some people would think this a strange combination but I always say, do not knock it till you try it. The flavours complement one another wonderfully well, the chilli taking away the strong bite of the vinegar and the cheese getting a salty twang to it.
There is no better way to watch a good chick flick film than with a delightful bowl of your favourite nibbles, some people prefer the popping taste of popcorn but I think that is one of the things like marmite, you either love it or you hate it.
Returning to the lounge I plump the cushions, find my favourite softest, cuddly throw and tuck up on the sofa ready for the film. I love the way you can lose yourself in a good film and forget your surroundings and everything else going on in your life. I almost forget about the snack I had prepared, so crunching into a sharp crisp I taste a tang of chilli in the cheese making my tongue come alive with the taste of the dip.
In a flash my heart seems to miss a beat, I mute the television instantly my hands becoming spontaneously damp, I feel myself going hot all over. I want to go to the kitchen to see what is going on, I try to think rationally, something must have fallen over but there is nothing in the kitchen to fall. I feel a shiver go up my spine as if I am freezing cold but I am hot and getting hotter, goose bumps appear on my arms. I take a deep steadying breath, just go and look in the kitchen, I tell myself.
I open the lounge door slowly, I do not think I am breathing I feel sick with fear, I am sure someone is in the kitchen. I remember my mobile phone and turn to grab it off the table, as I let go of the door, it is pushed open, I scream, I do not remember the scream but I can hear it. I put my hands up to somehow try to stop the door from opening anymore, I cannot control the shaking I am paralysed by fear. I hear a noise and look down to the floor where I think it is coming from, I cannot think straight at all. Then in a flash of grey the cat comes running in and jumps onto the table! I cry, I had forgotten the cat was in the kitchen!