The horror just begins (scary stories)

The Clock

The last thing I saw was my alarm clock flashing 12:07 before it pushed its long rotting nails through my chest, while the other hang was muffling my screams. I sat bolt upright, relieved it was only a dream, but as I say my alarm clock read 12:06. I heard my closet door creak open. The closet slowly creaked slowly open, what scared me the most was that I live alone. The door finally stopped creaking, as it was now open all the way. My heart was pounding at the sight I saw. A tall figure with long sharp nails. The monster started getting closer as it's long claws started scratching the wall. I quickly jumped up and ran downstairs, darted to the kitchen and grabbed a knife and ran as fast as I could to the nearest closet. My heart was pounding, as I tried to keep my breathing on a down low. I put my ear to the door, a very quiet yet nasty voice was saying "remember what you said to me", by now my thoughts were taking over. Who is this? What did I say to it? I tried so hard to remember what I said. I didn't even notice that the door was now open and before I could see who it was, it grabbed my neck and threw me across the room. Before I could reach the ground, I woke up with the clock flashing 12:06 with the closet creaking open slowly. I have to find out what I said and who that was before it's to late.

                           To Be Continued