I lay in bed, blankets over my legs. My bed soaked with sweat. My head still pounding. I turned on my lamp and looked around my room. "Just a dream... it's just a dream..." I got out of bed, wiping sweat from my forehead and walked down stairs to the kitchen to get water. I check the clock on the stove. It was a little past mid-night. My family was asleep. Not a sound in the house but the faint snores of my father upstairs. "Jason..." I heard a whisper coming from no particular direction. I thought it might have been my sister, Lisa, Whispering to me. But when I saw no one down stairs, I just shrugged it off and thought I was just hearing things.
I got a quick drink of water and walked towards the stairs. "Jason... don't go up stairs..." a familiar, childish voice whispered to me. I turn around. Still no one in sight. I shook my head again and lifted my foot to the first step. As my foot came down on the step, I fell through the floor. My whole house seemed to get sucked into a hole. I was in complete and utter blackness. It felt like I was sinking in water. It grew hard to breathe. I grasped what air I could. My vision became blurry and my world faded into blackness. "Wake up sleepy head... it's not your time..." the girls voice giggles.
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Restless
HorrorRestless is a story that was based off of a short text story sent to a friend. The first chapter is the original story sent in text, only slightly edited. The story is still a WIP, editing is still on going. Restless is also the very first story I h...
