My First Night with Joy

I thought I was dreaming, so I rubbed my temples. Just as I was about to lie back down, the knocking came again, louder this time. I was fully awake now. Listening intently at the door, I nervously asked, "Who is it?"

A voice from outside responded, "It's me!"

I could hardly believe my ears, and all traces of sleep vanished instantly.

He repeated, "Open the door, it's me, Grace!"

Startled, I jumped out of bed and rushed to the door, my heart pounding. That voice... it sounded so familiar...

Quickly, I peeked through the peephole. A tall figure stood in the dimly lit hallway. Shocked, I hurriedly fumbled with the lock and opened the door.

There he was, Joy, standing right in front of me, looking at me with a gentle expression.

I stared at him intently, afraid that he would disappear if I blinked, worried that this was all just a dream. My voice trembled as I asked, "How... how did you get here?"