I was standing in my room, it was pitch black. I couldn't move anything, I was just staring. At what? The bed. I saw a lump in the bed, it was me. The real me. The sleeping me. I watched as long, dark arms emerged from under the bed. I watched as this thing grabbed my foot, and I mean he grabbed it. I could feel it's slimy fingers on my ankle, that's when I realized. This isn't a dream. I was stuck there. Frozen. Watching this thing take my body. I watched as I saw this thing's face come up from under the bed. Its face was distorted, one eye lower than the other, crooked nose, and its mouth was upside down with black lips. I saw it get very close to my face, I could feel it's breathe on me.
"I've been waiting," it said, before completely going back under the bed. I could see my sleeping body was trembling, and I couldn't blame it. It seemed like forever before I woke up. I played it off as just a dream, but it was more than that. It was real, and it was coming for me.
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The thing under my bed
RomanceDillan is a college student who's on summer break. His parents left for a vacation leaving him home alone for a month. He keeps hearing strange noises from under his bed. What could it be?
