Bump bum, crunch, bump bum, crunch, bump bum. The sound of my heart beating and both my own and my chasers footsteps were the only things I could hear, though i still had no idea how in the hell this happened. I also had no idea who or what what chasing me through the moonlit woods at 3 in the morning. Many questions were running through my mind but the biggest one was "why, why is this happening, oh god why???". I was frantically looking around and trying to maybe see what was chasing me, and when I thought I was already sprinting as fast as I could, i heard it. A voice. No. The voice that has been haunting me every night in my dreams for the past 3 months. But this time i was the most frightened by it. in eerie raspy whisper, right in my ear. "Gotcha". It startled me so much I put my ass into overdrive and ran even faster. I never thought I could run this fast but I was somehow doing it. then in the midst looking everywhere but where I was running, i tripped over a tree root that was protruding quite High off the ground and fell, or more like flew a couple feet onto the hard forest floor. Then I was still. Listening for the footsteps with my palms, elbows and knees now throbbing and wet with blood. Holding my breath now. Silent. It was completely silent. No footsteps. No breathing. No creepy voice in my ear. Not even crickets or the wind rustling leaves. Then i quietly let out the breath i had been holding in so I would pass out and breathed as quietly as I could. Then i slowly stood up trying not to make any noise. The moon had gone behind some clouds and I was standing in complete darkness. I looked behind me to check if anyone was there but I couldn't see a thing. The a stick snapped right in front of me and i turned my head back around and right as the moon came back out i saw him. A Middle Aged man who had piercing black eyes was staring right into my soul and I couldn't move. I was paralyzed. Looking up at him The only thing that could move was my eyes and they went straight to his mouth next. He was grinning a sinister grin, showing a row of long extremely sharp teeth. Then suddenly he lunged at me, and before I could even scream, it went black.
I woke with a start, lying on back, sweating and shaking, whispering to myself that "it was just a nightmare" over and over. Then my phone dinged and I jumped. I let out a deep breath and rolled over to my bedside stand and looked at my phone screen. 12:35 am. There was a Text from mom "Hey honey, one of our friends got really drunk at the party so we are giving him a ride home, so we are gonna be a little late, love you" sent at 11:58. remembering that it was Halloween and my parents went to a party i just texted back "ok" and put the phone back down. And I sat up. Then I felt something i didnt feel or notice before. My knees felt raw like i had fallen down and scrapped them up so i reached my hand and touched my knee and winced and when I looked back at my my hand, there was red. The i realized, it was blood. I flipped up the covers and looked, both of my knees were cut up and bloody, then I thought, I had fallen down in my dream but I stopped myself and brushed off that thought and chalked it up to sleep walking and fell down. I mean that's just silly, it was just a nightmare, they can't hurt me like that. The only light at this point was the bright moonlight coming in through my window, so I reached over and clicked on the lamp that was beside my bed. then something in the corner of my room caught my eye. It appeared to be a man. Which scared me and i froze. But this wasnt a normal man. No. This man had piercing black eyes that were staring into my soul, and he was grinning a sinister grin showing a row of long, sharp teeth. I remembered my dream again and shut my eyes tight and said "this is not real, there is no man in the corner of my room right now, it's just my imagination" then I opened my eyes and I was right there wasn't any man standing in the corner of my room...... there was a man standing right infront of me. I was paralyzed. It was just like the nightmare. Then suddenly he lunged. And it went black.
The parents came home and they yelled "honey we're home" when no answer came they assumed there daughter was sleeping. So mom decided to go up to her room to check on her. The door was slightly cracked so she pushed it open a little more and peaked inside. But she didn't see her daughter, no. What she saw was a bedside table with a phone and a bright lamp, and a bloody bed. She gasped and ran inside the room to the bed and also saw a note that read "it wasn't just a nightmare".
