Scary Stories: Continued

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You're all alone in your home and night has fell. Your parents have left you at home while they run some errands. They've been gone for three hours and the sun has set. The street is now dark and the street lamps have been activated, casting the road in an eerie orange light. Crickets are catcalling from the distance yet it soothes you. You're charging your phone upstairs. The moon is full.

You've been eating food, junk food mostly, and you've drank all the soda your parents had bought a day earlier. You're bored, there's nothing on television that interests you. Nothing but that creature feature featuring a man in a laughably made suit of a snake-man hybrid. For a second, you chuckle as you turn off the tv. You walk away from the couch, passing by the window that overlooks your driveway. You pass it and stop. You reverse back to the window.

You've seen It.

The thing you've just saw is standing at the edge of your driveway, just standing there. It is far away at the edge but you can make out the shape of it. It's humanoid, completely dark, and has two long arms that end with claws as long as your legs. It's just standing there quietly.

It's watching you.

You stare back at it, body unmoving in horror and fear, and you feel it's gaze on you. Only you. For a moment, you can swear you see it smiling and you can also swear that it has millions of teeth as sharp as needles.

Needles that could bury themselves into your skin.

You two just stand there, you behind the window and It at the edge of your driveway. Silently, you start to back away from It, never breaking eye contact with it. But, it walks closer to the house with each and every step you take. You stop backing away.

You must remember one thing, don't blink. It wants you to blink. You think that you can do that but you can't. After all, how else would It be able to feed itself. It waits for you to trip up, to falter, to blink. Trust me, as soon as you blink, as soon as your eyes close for a fraction of a second, it'll kill you.

It'll rip you apart, tear out your organs, watching you bleed into a red pool as you stare in agonizing pain as it ends your miserable mortal life. Once you die, it'll write four words on the wall above your corpse or whatever remains of your physical body.

"He shouldn't have blinked"

So, you start to feel your eyelids begin to close ever so slightly as your eyes dry up, as the biological impulse to close then for a microsecond conquers your need to stay alive. Just ask yourself this: Is it worth blinking?

It licks its lips as it senses your eyelids closing ever so slowly. It won't go hungry after all.