The closet

”I’m about to tell you a story, a story about creatures you’ve never seen before. You remember when you were little and were afraid of the monsters in your closet and under your bed, but our parents said they weren’t real. If they only know how wrong they had.

There is a reason why the closet has a keep out- sign.”

I woke up in the middle of the night to that scratching sound again. They’re not real they’re not real they’re not real, I whispered to myself.

I turned my back against the closet, and hid under the bed sheets, like you always did when you were little and something scared you.

I could hear the closet door open, but just a little bit and then the little tapping footsteps.

I closed my eyes and kept my breath, if I’m quiet enough maybe they will disappear, I thought to myself.

I could hear how they whispered, giggled to me.

Suddenly I felt something crawling in my bed.

I closed my eyes even tighter, they’re not real they’re not real they’re not real, I whispered again.

I could now feel how tiny hairy little hands started to grab my foot, they started to drag me towards the closet.

I opened my eyes and found myself staring into the eyes that belonged to the creature.

It looked like a toy, like a little monkey with shark teeth, big yellow eyes and claws, those horrible claws..

50 of these creatures dragged me to the closet, and every time I tried to scream, my lungs went out of air.

I tried to run away but I couldn’t, I kicked with my leg but it didn’t slow them down.

Their claws penetrated my skin and it began to bleed.

For every minute I came closer to the closet, closer and closer..

I could hear how they whispered and giggled again.

One of them looked me right in the eyes, and I’ve never been that scared in my whole life.

I couldn’t breathe, I was that scared.

One of them scratched my face when I tried to scream.

They put me in the closet and closed the door, and scratched me again with their claws, they started to chew on my ears, fingers and toes.  I wanted to kick but I was paralyzed with fear.

They’re not real they’re not real they’re not real, I whispered to myself.