My Collection of Short Stories and Poetry

Awakened

You lay in bed, awaken by a horrid night mare. You don't remember what happened but there was death... blood everywhere. You dry your tears from crying when you woke up and you slowly Stop shaking, your body still covered in a cold sweat. You sit up, grabbing your long thick hair and twisting it into a bun from the hair tie you always keep on your wrist. It still doesn't help so you shakily place on foot on the cold hardwood floor, feeling dirt particles underneath your toes and you swing your other foot down, stepping on a discarded article of clothing from the day prior. It's wet and you smell something as if it's copper or wet metal. It smells very sharp, the odor permeating the air, so you sniff and question what it could be. You decide it isn't good and open all the windows in your room, even the screen with the window over looking the roof of the garage. You slowly walk over to your closed door, and see your clock on the floor, the numbers blood red flashing 12:00 somehow reset. You become extremely confused and sit it down on your dresser. Opening the door, you step into something wet, thick and sticky. Your thoughts immediately go to the nightmare you had as you see the substance all over the floors, in the hall and walls, tracks leading to and from your parents room, and it's smeared on the floor as if the culprit dragged something. Your heart hammers in your chest as you realize, there isn't any tracks leading downstairs. You understand, you're still not alone. I'm still here and you can smell decay, you wander over to the hall closet, not knowing if there are tracks or not. In the entire upper floor, the rotten stench of death is all around you. You begin hyperventilation, your heart beating furiously. You will yourself to calm down, because I can hear it. I can smell your fear. You shakily open the door, the last thing you see is my glowing yellow eyes, and canine teeth dripping in blood, your parents bodies crumpled in a heap next to me. I leap out at you and your vision grows black.

You sit up in bed, shaking and crying, you look around and see the clock on the floor, flashing 12:00. You make a mistake and look around, letting a sharp squeal of fear squeak out past your lips. Your door slowly opens, you see yellow glowing orbs and razor sharp teeth, gliding along the floor into your room.