I woke up of a sound coming from the kitchen. It's 3:00 am and I live alone. Shaking, I walk down the stairs to the kitchen. "H-hello? I-is anyone there?" In one hand I hold a baseball bat in the other a flashlight. I take a deep breath and shine the flashlight inside the kitchen just to see.... Nothing. I sigh in relief and go back to bed.
The next night I hear the sound again, but this time from the living room. This time I even hear what kind of sound it is. It is the sound of claws being dragged across a wall, and footsteps.... Heavy, slow footsteps. Suddenly the sound stops. I try to go back to sleep but I'm way too scared. After an hour of convincing myself it's just my mind playing tricks on me because I watch too many horror movies, I finnally fall asleep.
Next night I hear the sound again, but this time... This time it comes from the stairs, like someone is walking up the stairs very very slowly while dragging a knife along the wall. I start to hyperventilate as the steps comes closer, but when it reach the top of the stairs, it stops. This night I can't fall back to sleep.
"ok, i-it's fine. I'll be fine. I'm just making it up in my mind.. it's not real." I say to myself as I look at the bedroom door, waiting for it to open. It is now the fourth night the time is 2:59 am. One minute passes and it is now 3:00 am. I just wait for the footsteps and claw dragging, but nothing happens.. Then I hear the shuffeling beneath my bed........
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ok, first story done. credit goes to me. This is my first horror story, so excuse me if it isn't the best, I'm still practicing.
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