Family Matters

Chapter 3

My room was the last room down a long hallway. Where the shadows would play with a younger child's imagination, creating monsters an other figures. I thought all of these things where in my head for the longest time. But then the noises started.

It was around midnight and I was about 6 at the time. Everything was normal. Light wind outside on a full moon. Nothing out of the ordinary. Then everything changed. I head shuffling. As if something where behind my walls. Every now and then a light bang. I tore myself from my sheets and bolted to my parents room. I banged on the door then ran in. "What's wrong sweetie?" My mother asked in the most soothing tone. I pointed to my room. "Monster. In the walls. I heard him." This obviously didn't scare them because they thought I was going through the "scared of everything phase" that a lot of kids go through. So they let me sleep with them the next couple of nights.

I finally felt brave enough to sleep back in my own room. I climbed in bed and pulled the blankets up to my neck. This time I heard something metallic drag across the floor, almost like chains. A deadly moan can through the walls that chilled me to the bone. Again I bolted to my parents. This time they came into my room and sat in there for awhile. I heard moaning but they told me it was only the wind. I still slept with them that night.