KAUHU

Samara

Tossing and turning in her creaky bed, little Samara couldn't fall asleep. The flooding thoughts of being attacked by her worst nightmare where becoming more and more frequent. She stirred, feeling the ice Cold fingertips of his awful skeletal hands graze her bare arm. Panicking she screwed her eyes shut, frozen in place, hair sprawled across her face and blanket firmly over her head, obstructing her view of the monster that is in her bedroom. Unable to hold her breath for long, she took a deep breath, air filling her lungs to its maximum capacity, then she let all the air come flooding out in an attempt to ease her mind and whisk away this evil presence in the 8 year old girls bedroom. Feeling lightheaded she continued to keep her eyes shut, yet slowly peered her head over the blanket that was shielding her from the monster. Her monster. Her shallow breathing was quick and with many attempts still failed to become a normal and steady pace.
Samara couldn't bear to open her eyes, they watered under the pressure as her eyelashes stuck to each other like glue. Forcing an eye open she blinked a couple of times to allow her vision to become more clear. That's when she froze, struck by another bout of pure terror, both eyes now open and staring at the terror that is within the 4 walls within her bedroom.
The mirror that is within her room next to her bed had a once romantic rhyme, turned evil. Samara, unable to breath, unable to do anything, was only left with the pure horrific words scruffily scribbled on her mirror, in what she could only describe as blood. The drips could've blended the words together, yet they stop prematurely, as if something was blocking it from bleeding into the words below, wanting to be red, wanting to be feared.
On the mirror a truly spine chilling message spread across the mirror, it read
"Violet are blue,
Your blood is red,
Your window was open...

I'm under your bed"