Abbi woke up early the next day. Specifically at 6:45. She usually never wakes up this early sleeping in on Saturdays til the usual 10-11:30 am. She tried to go back to sleep but she still had a minor headache, scratchy throat, and now was congested. So she really was sick. But as soon as Abbi woke up her eyes widened and fear pierced through her upon remembering last night and upon seeing the left behind shadow of the outline of the man from the early sun through her tin foil covered windows. The shadow wasn't that intense so she wasn't as afraid of it as she was last night and so she looked at it closer, from an angle. She could see how the outline could resemble broad shoulders that stopped at a picture frame of a 3D puzzle of a white horse next to it's brown baby, the baby in the dark made a darker tint making it look like a round head connected to the shoulders, and the rest being the body that was just left of the very corner of the room. It would be there again tonight and she knew it. Abbi coughed, and got out of bed going to sleep he bathroom to get some tissues. She got up to fast and halfway to the bathroom (which was right next to her bedroom) she nearly passed out. Her sickness did not help her dizziness. Abbi quickly recovered, not feeling well at all, got some tissues and went back to bed. She felt gross from this sickness that emotion was covered by the feeling of the tired dreadfulness of being sick. She tried to sleep for several more hours, fading in and out of sleep. But every time she opened her eyes she saw it... The outline, the shadow she was afraid of, she rolled around in bed scared and sick and afraid not being able to get the fear out of her head. Abbi breathed heavily and felt cold and hot at the same time. She felt helpless like there was nothing she could do to stop her own death. She kept rolling around in her bed trying to get comfortable or shake off the fear and to avoid being frozen with fear again. This lasted till it was 11:33 am when her mom finally came in her room. It's as if all the fear stopped and everything halted for that moment, but still lingering in the back of the room or in the back of Abbi's mind. Abbi remained wide eyes as her mom approached her to check on her with a worried and sorry expression. Abbi's mom felt her head. "Oh, I'm sorry sweetie, are you feeling ok?" "No, does it look like it?" Abbi responded and coughed. "Oh, I'm sorry sweetie" she said again. "I can get you some medicine, can you stand or get you some breakfast?" Abbi's mother asked caringly. "I barley managed to get myself some tissues, does it look like I have enough energy to do anything, let alone eat breakfast?" Abbi said, knowing she'd be even more miserable if she got out of bed even though she kinda wanted to right now to get away from the room where the shadow resided. But Abbi had this feeling that I'd follow her all around the house despite if she left her room -which happened to be her comfort place- or not. Abbi's mom sighed "Well you have to eat something, can I get you some toast?" "Sure," Abbi said hoarsely and coughed. Her Mom exited the room, closing the door behind her, leaving Abbi to be alone to her fear once again. Abbi couldn't stop trembling, and couldn't stop not wanting to tremble. She pulled her covers up and tried to hide from her fear that she knew was there. All around her. All around her room. 'What's happening?' she thought. 'It's here, it's around, and it's gonna kill me.' But when was the question, and she knew that as well. Abbi dreaded when the time came. She did have a thought at the back of her head saying 'This is silly, nothing is going to kill you, your perfectly safe and nothing is there so just relax.' But that thought was only briefly heard before being drowned out by fear and panic. Abbi's mom finally came in with a plate of 2 pieces of cinnamon sugar covered toast and some medicine right by it. Abbi wanted to turn around to avoid her mom seeing the look of fear of her face and even though her mom had already saw it, she presumed it as just over reacting mixed with sickness and headache. A likley exuse since Abbi held her blankets close to her face when she was both sick and terrified. Her mom caringly set the plate down and said "Be sure to take the medicine," then left the room (because one of Abbi's other sisters annoyingly yelled "Moooommmmm!") Abbi's mother closed the door behind her leaving Abbi unknowingly alone in her dreadful fear. Sick, terrified with a loss of appetite and a headache of fear left Abbi sorley uncomfortable, twisting and turning in her bed. Abbi shook and breathed heavily her back turned towards the side of the wall where the shadow appeared at night. But she couldn't help turning her head just enough and looking out of the corner of her eyes at the wall to see if it was there. She strongly felt that it was, or that it was all around even though it was day and only a very light outline was hardly visible, Abbi still felt immense fear that made her clutch the sides of her head and bury in her covers again. This lasted for a very long period of time. In bed, twisting and turning from fear, being sick and with a minor headache, (probably because she hadn't eaten yet) unable to fall asleep because of the lingering feeling. Abbi checked the clock with wide eyes fear. It was 3:43 pm. Abbi groaned with annoyance and from sickness. She would have to deal with this fear till... Wait, when was this fear going to go away. "Oh no..." 'This feeling is going to last all day and all night and all day and all night and...' Abbi began to sob in her paranoia fear. 'I hate this, it's never going to end till I die, till that shadow thing kills me...' (For once in her life, she actually wanted to go to church the next day) 'I'm going to die, it's all around me.' Abbi couldn't stop thinking thoughts around those lines and she silently cried. 4:37, she finally stopped at that time, and only now did she calm down ling enough for her to ear her toast that was still here from this morning. Afterwords, with sad helplessness, she looked at the lone cold medicine in the form of a pill, sitting on her plate. She stared at it. She usually didn't like taking medicine even though she knew it helped her, but she was just so tired... And the medicine would help her sleep. She had fear again that if she fell asleep the thing would kill her. "I have yo try..." She said to herself and took the medicine. 7:24pm. It was getting dark outside (at least dark enough for not enough light to shine in her room), and Abbi closed her eyes. As she fell asleep... The shadow was there.
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Fears Do Come True...
Fanfiction(My attempt at a creepy pasta character/story.) Warning!: Contains themes of murder, suicide and fear related attributes. "There's no place like a normal life. There's no place like your own room. There's no place like having a good night's sleep. T...
