Short Creepy Stories

Tik, Tik..

Fast asleep in dreamland I awoke to a sound. For a moment I'm not sure if it was my imagination. My mind stil trying to process what that sound was I realized it was ticking against my window... Silence for a moment and then.. There it is again, the soft but sharp Tik, Tik against the window. I pull my curtain a few millimeters back just enough to see there is nothing.. I try to go back to sleep but find its very difficult. Every now and then there is a Tick, Tick against the window. I finally ignore it and go back to sleep.
In the morning my curiosity got the best of me and I went outside to my window to see if there was anything. I didn't sleep much after that because what I had seen stroke fear into me. There were handprints on my window. To big to be mine, to small for my dad's. It looked like a woman's hands but my mom had died when I was very young.

I still remember how she always sang me a song imitating the ticking of a clock then she would.. She would.. Tick against something.. And it sounded like.. Tick, Tick...