昨天晚上,爸妈回老家看奶奶了,我一个人在家看电视。过了一段时间,我隐约听到“沙沙、沙沙”的声音,起先我没太在意,后来声音不断出现。我竖起耳朵听,好像真有声音,似乎是从阁楼梯口传来的。怎么回事?难道阁楼上有人?听人说,住楼顶最大的隐患就是,小偷容易从阁楼上进来。天哪,就我一个人在家呀,难道真的进来小偷了?我被自己的胡思乱想吓了一大跳。我安慰自己:“不可能,不可能的。妈妈一向挺仔细的,再说,阁楼安着防盗窗呢。”虽然这样,可我心里还是七上八下的。 Last night, my parents returned home to see my grandmother, and I am watching TV at home alone. After a while, I vaguely heard the sound of “rustling, rustling”. At first I did not care too much about it. Then the sound continued to appear. I erect my ears as though there were real voices that seemed to come from the attic. What happened? Is it someone on the attic? Listen to people say, living in the biggest hidden dangers is that thieves easily come in from the attic. God, I am alone at home, do not really come in thieves? I was shocked by his cranky. I comfort myself: “Impossible, impossible.Mother has always been very careful, say, attic anti-theft window.” In spite of this, but my heart is still on a whim.