True Scary Stories

Sick day

It was a few years ago when I was in middle school I hated the house we lived in. I got nightmares, and I would see shadow figures in my house. We lived in an apartment place thing. It was an apartment building but it had an upstairs with another living space for someone else to live. Ever since we moved in I had a bad feeling in the hallways with my bedroom, the bathroom, and a doorway to the upstairs. That doorway was creepy, I saw a man wearing a hat in it all the time, he was the shadow man that haunted me and my family.

One day I got really sick, I couldn't move to climb the ladder to my bed, so my older sister let me sleep in her bed. I was going in and out of sleep and every now and then I would hear something walk in and out of the bathroom. I was home alone, it was a school day. This was after my dog Shadow died, but before we got my cat Walter.

I cover my head with a blanket, I was shaking. I heard something walk in my room. It was big, it shook the bed as it walked. I raised my hands take the blanket off my head and it held me down to the bed. It pushed down on my chest and I couldn't really breath well. It was really scary, I couldn't move at all. I tried everything.

It felt like hours have past when it was probably only a few minutes. It was over, everything went still and silent. I sat up, looked around the room, nothing was there. I got up and sat in the living room until my mom got home. I didn't tell her for a long time what happened. I didn't want them to think I was crazy. I didn't sleep well over the next few days.

While moving our upstairs neighbor moved as well, she left weird looking books. My mom told me they are wicken book, used to summon evil sprits.