Fifteen Scary Stories

Footsteps

A twenty year old women walked into her new kitchen and sat a box down. She opened the box up, and began to empty it out of kitchen supplies. Just as she was putting up the plates, she heard tiny footsteps above her. She stopped, and looked up at the ceiling. She bit her lip, set the remaining plates down, and walked over to the attic hatch.

She climbed up the wooden ladder, and shined her phone in while looking around. She didn't find much. She only found spider webs in the corners, a old doll leaning against a box, a few toys, and an old looking painting.

Assuming it was just an animal, she climbed back down, and decided to deal with it in the morning. She pushed the ladder up, and closed the hatch of the attic before leaving to finish unpacking.

The tiny footsteps would be heard every once in a while but she still chose to ignore it. She was still going with her plan on checking it out in the morning.

The women yawned as she put the last item up. She tiredly walked to her room, changed into more conformable clothes, and got into bed. Just as she was falling asleep, the tiny footsteps came again. The women opened her eyes at the sound, and waited for it to end.

After fiver seconds, the footsteps stopped. The women smiled, and closed her eyes. However that was short lived after the footsteps was heard again. Irritated, the women got up, and angrily walked over to the hatch along with a few grumbles.

She walked up the ladder again, and shined her phone through once more. She stopped and gasp when she noticed something different. The doll that was leaning against a box was now laying right in the middle of the floor, facing her.

Realizing everything that had happened, the women climbed down quickly, and ran out of the house.

She didn't stop running. She never stopped running. For she heard the tiny footsteps running right behind her.