Don't be scared of the monsters, just look for them. Look to your left, to your right, under your bed, behind your dresser, in your closet but never look up, she hates being seen.
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Ever since Jonah was a little kid, he had felt like someone was watching him while he lay in his bed trying to fall asleep. It was a feeling that even now, as a 23 year old man, he couldn't shake. His parents had always said that it was just a feeling and that he would grow out of it, but the fact is, he never did.
A few days after getting his own apartment, he was finally fully moved in. His first night there was, well, interesting. He had met his neighbors, the ones on his left a younger couple, about in their upper twenties, and the one on his right was an old lady. Now this lady, she was very odd, some nights he would hear her chanting something or even throwing things around. But when he went over there at night to confront her about it, everything would go silent and she wouldn't answer the door.
If that wasn't enough, if the old lady wasn't making noise, the couple to his left were, if you know what I mean. But even when both his neighbors were silent, there would still be noise coming from upstairs. But it wasn't regular noises, like footsteps, it was like scraping nails or someone crawling around.
He eventually got sick of it, and decided to go upstairs to talk to his upstairs neighbor about it. But when he went upstairs, all he saw was empty paint cans and scrap pieces of wood. There were no doors on any hinges, and plastic sheeting on the floors. Thinking it was just the construction workers working on it at night, he ignored it, but that didn't explain the scraping of nails and crawling around he was hearing. So he went to the front desk to ask about the noises he was hearing, the lady there looked at him like he was crazy and said that the workers haven't worked on the level above his for over a year.
Since it was already very late, and he had a job interview the next day, he decided to go back to his apartment and go back to bed. He had been asleep for about an hour, when he heard the scraping and crawling on the floor above him. He was about to get out of his bed to go upstairs and confront whomever was up there about the noises he was hearing, when he heard breathing. It wasn't very loud but he could hear it, fast and unsteady breathing, coming from above him. Just as he was about to look up he heard something fall on the floor beside him. Not wanting to find out what it was, he ran out of his apartment, only to find the old lady outside of her apartment, smiling like a psycho.
As soon as he steadied his breathing the old lady spoke, not loud, but just barely audible. What she said made the hair on the back of his neck stand on end. The words she said were "Don't be scared of the monsters, just look for them. Look to your left, to your right, under your bed, behind your dresser, in your closet but never look up, she hates being seen."
Being horrified by those words he rushed back into his apartment. Crawling back into bed and hiding under the covers. Just as he got comfortable and was about to fall back asleep, he heard it again. The nails, the crawling, and the breathing. But the breathing wasn't quiet anymore, it was much louder, as though this thing didn't mind if anyone heard it anymore. As Jonah tried all the things him and his parents had done when he was younger. He looked to his left and to his right, he looked under his bed, behind his dresser, and even in his closet, thinking that would help calm the nerves like it did when he was younger. But it didn't, it only made it worse, mostly because the whole time he was looking, he heard the nails, crawling, and breathing. Slithering back into bed, being even more terrified than he was before, he hid under the covers, as though they would protect him from whatever was haunting him.
As he remembered the old lady's words "Never look up, she hates being seen," he felt a sudden weight on the edge of his bed...
Wow, second one...
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