short scary stories

3:30

Hearing a loud knock at the door a 3:15 In The Morning. I didn't answer it, I looked to my right to see my husband still asleep. And again a loud knock on the door. I looked at the clock on my nightstand that reads 3:21 am. I didn't answer it again because it was late.

Let's be honest who would answer the door at this time. But more importantly who would be knocking at this time. I tried to get back to sleep but then I heard a much louder knock, not at the front door but my back door. I looked at the clock and it reads 3:24 am. I got out of my bed slowly, walked towards the window to the back door to see no one. Maybe it's just some kids playing some stupid "knock a door and run." I made my way to the bed when suddenly I heard my front door open.

I woke up my husband ( he is a very heavy sleeper), so it took a minute to wake up. I explain about the knocking and the knocking at the back door and me hearing the front door opening. I looked across to my nightstand to see the clock that read 3:26 am. My husband went to the door and put his ear towards it. I did the same, I could hear people talking. So did my husband.

I could hear someone walking up the stairs with a loud thump, screaming from the living and a hammer hitting something Metal against the wall. My husband grabbed his phone and called the police.

"Po...police pleas...ee ." My husband asked for with a shiver.

"There is someone in my house. And I can hear them from downstairs and I can hear screaming and people throwing stuff, could you send someone please."

"No, I don't, I live with my wife...fe."

"Ok, I'll keep...talking to you."

I looked at the nightstand and it reads 3:30 am. The noises stopped. Dead at 3:30 am.

The police arrived 10 minutes later.

They came in from the front door and said it's safe to come down. We made our way down and what we saw, was a mess. Furniture was all over and I could hear water dripping down.

The police officer said, "Don't look behind you, please!"

As we walked out I quickly looked behind when I was talking to one of the offices and behind her, I saw...

My twin nailed by her hands and ankles with a slit throat. Her stomach was slit as-well, her intestines were hocked onto the lights. That was making the dripping sound.... near her with her blood, there is some writing on the walls that read
3:30.