The Following Nightmare

The Monster

    Jen had just left the room terrified, his legs were wobbly and shakey, plus he knew that it was too quiet or just everyone was sleeping. He continued walking slow, and for every step he made, he regretted doing this then suddenly he heard a really high pitch scream. "AAHH!" Jen yelled as he jumped as if he was a terrified rabbit. The scream stop right when he yelled, and was trying so hard to not worry and really wanted to go back to his room. "I'm all the way this far, so what's the point of going back?" He whispered to himself quietly as actually he was pretty curious on what that was and if his parents are ok.
    He finally made it to the kitchen, and slowly peaked around the corner of the counter. He heard quiet laughter and saw something, something that made him feel that he lost everything he ever had. He saw his parent lying on the floor as blood rush down their mouths and stomachs. He suddenly paused and saw something like a skeleton almost, as a tear gently rushed down his face. He walked back a little and realized that this was probably where he was gonna die, right here, right now by this thing. He looked very carefully this time and saw his face nice and clear, with cracks running down its face and as if it were crying and it also had sharp teeth. Then suddenly it jerked right, looking at Jen as he pushed himself back to where the thing can't see him. Jen dropped his teddy bear and he looked around desperately for something to defend himself with, then realizes Wait I'm in a kitchen. He grabs a big knife and a big pan in the other hand. The monster was slowly approaching Jen then suddenly the monster jumps out and looks around the kitchen counter. BONG!! He hit the monsters face so hard with the pan that it could probably have amnesia. He looked at it, the cracked mask and strings had flung off of it and then Jen asks "Who are you?" The monster forcefully and suddenly grabbed the pan from Jen's hand and broke it in half.
    He ran, looking back at the monster, white eyes with a smile so creepy that it probably came out of a horror movie. The monster looked as if he had a rib cage instead of a stomach. He ran as the monster slowly catches up to him, this was the most intense moment for Jen since he raged the monster. He threw the knife straight at the monster and then it screams really high pitched, then he looked back and saw he threw it at it's arm and it had cut off. The arm was wobbling on the floor as if it were a fish out of water. He looked at the monster and it was slowly regenerating his arm, coming back to the way it was as the other arm was still there bleeding black stuff. Jen finally got to his room and locked both of the doors as he was panting and could hardly breath. His heart finally stopped pounding as fast. He went in his closet and hid there for a couple minutes and heard pounding on the door. The monster stopped for a while now as Jen had been squeezing the stuffed bear so hard. He opened the closet door quietly and went to the door. He opened it slightly as he peaked just a little outside.
    He was about to close it but then the monster had been hiding behind the door and then grabbed it with its skinny fingers and pulled the door forcefully and Jen paniced. He ran to the closet, and had sat in the corner holding his teddy bear. The closet slowly opened. The monster quickly jumped out toward him, grabbing him by the neck and used it's sharp finger and stabbed him right in the stomach. The pain was extrodinarily awful as blood started gushing out of his stomach. The monster repeatedly stabbed Jen hard for each time he gasped for air. Then suddenly his heart stopped and he paused, he slowly looked down and saw he jabbed his finger right in his heart. In his last few seconds he looked at its face and saw that big creepy smile as blood rushed out of his mouth like a waterfall. The monster laughed quickly and left the room. There he was, a sad 6 year old boy who experienced his parents death, by this monster who he had never expected to die by in his life. Then one last tear dropped to the floor as Jen's vision blurred and turned black. Lying there, dead.