The Darkness That Had Appeared (Creepypasta)

The Darkness

The days were dark and gloomy, clouds were no longer white and fluffy; since that day. Especially that day. Every civilian in the town of Mender hid themselves in their homes, 24/7. Shadows roamed the streets, day by day, looking for their next human victim. I buried myself in the sheets that laid upon my bed, never leaving the warmth. The only times I left was for food, water, and to use the bathroom.

I am short on supply, I need to stock up again. Oh, yes, I forgot to mention: my name is Max Cage, I am a 24-year-old-male. I live on my own. I had a family, but The Darkness took them away from me. OH! That wretched, disgusting, evil Darkness, ate my family! I was 20 years old when this happened...you heard right. The Darkness has been here for four years straight. No one knows how it came to be. It just appeared and took the town in complete darkness. People began to be eaten by these 'shadows.'

I had already almost been eaten before, that's when I was first out of stock. It was utterly terrifying. The way they slithered with their feet was enough to make me gag. I wish I had died that day. I miss everyone, but soon, I'll have to go back out and scavenge. I'll need a flashlight and matches, which I likely have.

I crawled out of my king mattress and slowly walked to the window, slightly pulling over the curtains. I see nothing. Good. I sighed in relief. "Perfect." A small smile curled against my cheeks. I fixed the curtains and grabbed my backpack, a flashlight and matches. As I was heading down my steps, I see the family photo. I heaved in a tiny breath and continue my small journey down the staircase.

I fixed the straps and tied my shoelaces. No shadows still to be seen, anywhere, but it was storming. No one wonder, they hate the rain. For some reason though..if you splash water on them, nothing happens, but if its rain, they are gone until the rain has stopped. The reason why everyone is afraid of these so called monsters, is because they either mangle you alive, eat you, or turn you into one if them. That pain is excruciating, I've heard and seen it. It is gross, I actually threw up that time.

My mom was the first to die in my family, she was protecting me and my little brother, but one of the shadows had mangled her. It was my turn to protect my brother, I was able to until week seventeen of The Darkness; he ran out of the house and stood there, allowing them to swarm him. He died! In front of me! He was only five years old at the time. Poor, poor, Carson..I do miss him. He was a fool, but he was my brother and I loved him so much. Now, my father, being the coward he is, he tried to leave us, but he actually fell off the bridge, don't know how but he did.

I shook the memories away and carried on my mini mission of survival. When I stepped outside, the streets were deserted, papers and trash lying on the ground. I stepped forward in search of supplies. My bomber jacket keeping me warm from the almost ice cold air. I saw the perfect shop, it was also deserted but still in tact. The windows were still holding together, the doors weren't broken.

I entered the abandoned yet organized store cautiously. Papers were surprisingly on the ground, scattered. Not many though.

Once I had gathered my supplies, I ran out behind a barrel. A low ear piercing growl was heard behind me.

I turned around slowly.

There it stood, a tall dark shadow standing there, as if it were judging me with its non existent eyes! I took a swing at it with my flashlight.

I missed.

I swung again, whacking it in the head.

It shrieked and disappeared. I took this as an opportunity and ran for my home that hid in a dark, clean ally.

When the door was shut, my body slid down it and onto the floor. My knees were pulled up to my chest. This day has been good to an extent. I was almost eaten, again.