It was late at night, my mother had just returned home from a 3 month vacation in the woods of Peru. A sudden shot of fear ran through my body forcing me to sit straight up in bed. Shaking and breathing heavily, I slowly noticed something terribly frightful. What appeared to be a man of nothing but shadow stood in my closet. He did not move, he did not speak, he made no nose of any kind. He just... stood there, looking at me. I started to back away from the man, when suddenly he raised his hand at me, I felt as though I was being pulled towards him, but my body did not. As my being was being pulled away from me, I screamed bloody terror, all I could think was fear. My mother burst into my room with a look of panic on her face. As soon as I noticed she was in my room, I realized the man had vanished. She started yelling at me, trying to figure out what the hell happened... I told her the very same story, to which she informed me, she found me standing on my bed screaming "HELP ME, HELP ME, PLEASE, HELP ME, OH GOD HELP!" She then explained that as soon as she had entered I slowly sat back down in my bed. I know not what was in my closet, or why it was their. But I can tell you without a doubt... it tried to take my soul... and I don't know....
if it succeeded.....
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My Nightmares!
Horrorthis is a collection of every nightmare I have... I rarely have night mares but their more commen than actual dreams, but I'd like to never forget them. so I might as well share them with yall.
