I pulled the blankets up over my head, my heart racing. The closet door slowly creaked open....Then closed again. Opened....Closed..Opened.... It was slowly driving me insane. The creaking open, the clicking closed. Over and over...
My heart beat even faster, and my whole body was going into a cold sweat. I needed to use the bathroom in a bad way. As if it could read my thoughts, the door creaked...And clicked. It was closed. I slowly pulled the blankets back, swinging my shaking legs over the side of the bed, not once taking my eyes off of the closet door. I started walking, my knees weak. I was almost there. Just a few more steps..
Crrreeeaaaak.
The door opened, and it didn't stop until it was swung all the way open. I froze, my mouth seeming to dry out instantly. A drop of sweat rolled down my cheek as I changed my direction. I walked towards the closet, wrapping my trembling fingers around the cold doorknob...SLAM! The door slammed shut, shaking the pictures hanging from the walls. It startled me greatly, and I jumped backwards. I stumbled and fell, hitting the back of my head against the metal bedframe. I passed out.
When I woke up, I couldn't see anything. All I saw was dark..Until a light turned on. I was staring at the ceiling, and was momentarily blinded by the bright light that had turned on all on its own. I was laying on the floor, and when I sat up the first thing that caught my eye was the closed door...Then the clothes surrounding me...
I'm locked in the closet.
