My mum walked into my room. He head was down and she was twitching. I tried to turn in the lights but she covered her face and hissed at me. I flicked then off quickly. I tried to ask what was wrong but she cut me off with "shhhhh". I tried to ask again but she said "shhhh" louder this time.
One last time I tired but as soon as I opened my mouth she jumped on me and wrapped her long, inhuman fingers around my throat. Her eyes were glowing and her face was blue-ish tinted with scars and blood and cuts all over it. She smelled of rotten flesh and dirt.
I screamed and my dad came running into my room. She dropped off of me into the floor and her limbs all bent backward as she scurried into the closet. Once my dad was inside my room, I realized my mum was right behind him. I pointed at the closet and he opened it; nothing was there.
When I turned back to look at my mum, the creature from before slid a finger across its throat and another to its lips whispering, "shhhh". She took behind my mum and smiled wickedly, it's white eyes feeding off my fear.
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Little Terrors
HorrorThese are short stories . I will continue to update as often as I can but I need to finish my story "my many colors". If you haven't read what I have so far, go ahead and do so if you would like. It's my first actual story.
