12a.m.
There was a knock on the door.
I was surprised as I didn't expect anyone at midnight.
I walked towards the door and opened it with a pounding heart.
There stood a tall black figure who had no eyes or a face for that matter. Just an open mouth, blood dripping all over him.
His nails were as sharp as knives and he clenched my arms with them. I screamed in pain and woke up.
It was just a nightmare.
Just when I noticed that there was blood on my arms.
I heard the door creak.
Only, this time there wasn't a knock.
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Nightmares turn into REALITY
Horror#16 in horror. Short horror stories that won't let you sleep at night:)
