a knock on the door

she was in her room
and the door was closed
although it was dark and small, she felt comfortable
and cosy
she was alone
with her work as her company
she looked out of the window
she saw people passing by
some smiled at her
some stopped by for a chat
some just walked
and walked
she was absorbed in her work when there was a knock on the door
and her heart skipped a beat
she turned towards the door
then came the knock again
she couldnt see who was knocking
she hesitated
not knowing whether to open the door
she could hear her name being called gently
behind the door
the voice was assuring and harmless
she reached out for the handle
then she stopped again
she couldnt decide
she couldnt decide whether she wanted to see
who was behind the door
she just couldnt