But it was very quiet in the house. I had never noticed all the noises when there were people. I was not scared, of course, but it was a little spooky. More spooky yet were the noises that interrupted the silence. House noises. The house itself made sounds. Some of them I could figure out, like the refrigerator, apparently there is a motor in refrigerators, and it goes on and off. I had never noticed it before. Then, there were sounds that the house itself seemed to make. Creaks, and thumps, and clicks. This did not scare me, but I could imagine a person not as brave as I am, a person around my age, someone who has never been alone in their house at night, possibly being a little nervous.
- Daniel Pinkwater, Jules, Penny & the Rooster, pp.74-75
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