As the door began to open I quickly dropped to the ground and rolled under my bed, hiding myself in the shadows that lay underneath.
Realizing what I had just done I cursed under my breath, knowing that I was now trapped and had nowhere to go.
The door had finally stopped moving when I began to hear the sound of footsteps near the doorway.
Clenching on to my knife, I saw the familiar black Vans as they slowly crept across the floor.
My heart was racing and I started to hyperventilate but quickly cupped my hand over my mouth, fearing that he would hear me.
The man started to walk towards the other end of the room where the door was located. I was hoping he was going to go out the door but instead he slightly turned to the right and walked towards the closet.
When he was near the closet, he slowly reached for the knob, and quickly jerked the door open.
He began to tear apart the inside of my closet, ripping clothes off of the hangers and throwing things all over the place.
All of sudden, he stopped and slowly turned around, his feet facing my bed.
He began to slowly walk towards my bed and without a moments hesitation he dropped to the ground and our eyes made contact.
His face was... God it was terrifying... His skin was a pale ash gray and his eyes... His eyes they... They weren't moving... his eyelids has been cut off but my god... His mouth it... It was horrifying... It looked as if he had carved a smile into his face going from ear to ear... It was disturbing... No it was beyond disturbing... It was something else entirely...
He sat there for a moment, intently staring at me and then I heard him whisper something in a voice that I didn't even believe was human...
"I found you..."
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Insomnia
HorrorHim. He's the one that ruined my life. He's the one that ruined everything. And now, he's come back, and he's come back to kill me. He's tortured me all my life, even bringing me to the brink of death. He took everything away from me. He took away m...
