Short, Creepy Horror Stories ✔️

THE IMPOSTER

Title: "The Imposter"
Author: "DarkenedEclipse739"
Source: "DarkenedEclipse739's Imagination"
Type: "Fiction and completely made up"

Yes, I know exactly what doppelgängers are, but this... this was something else.

I was walking home after going for a short walk with my mother, but then I realised that I was a mom too and seriously needed to head back home to my child who I had left with my brother; her uncle.

I said goodbye to my mother and began to walk back home while the once-green leaves from all around me began to fall as amber-coloured autumn leaves. It was that time of the year, again.

I kicked my way through the leaves thoroughly in an impatient stride, until I finally saw my house, there in the distance at the end of the grove.

I ran my way down there as swiftly as possible and swung the door open after stabbing my keys in through the keyhole and giving it a turn. I knew how irresponsible my brother could be so I was panicked from the start. But my mother had told me to trust him and that he'd grown up and matured now.

But when I looked around the house, I knew that she was really, really wrong. Cobwebs were dangling at every ceiling corner; webs that were never there before. "Kara...?" I called out for my only child and only daughter.

No reply.

I let physics and the wind close the door behind me slowly as I began to creep down the empty, dusty corridor, forgetting to actually lock the door behind me. - One of the worst mistakes I could have made in my life.

"David..?!", I called out more angrily now. This was all his stupid fault...Or at least I thought.

"David if you're forcing Kara into one of your dumb hide-and-seek pranks it really isn't funny. I have a life and stuff to do -." As soon as that last sentence had left my mouth I heard something smash...it sounded like glass.

Mother's Vase.

No! I ran up the stairs but cared so much more about finding the whereabouts of my daughter and brother rather than the none shattered vase on the floor, its red, pink and green shards everywhere. Well that vase along with its roses were long gone. I looked around and couldn't have cared less about that vase as I practically flew to Kara's bedroom.

I almost broke her bedroom door's hinges as I looked her room up and down. I ran in and checked under her bed but found nothing but a scrunched-up piece of dusty paper. I grabbed it immediately and prized it open.
It read; "So you have a life, do you?".

I suddenly felt sick. This was something even my brother wouldn't joke about, as we lost our father and I guess that had made us stronger and less insensitive about jokes like those. I then knew that I was dealing with something much darker than some jerk of a human. I was dealing with the only species in the universe that are always looking for souls...demons. Entities.

"Mommy..." I heard a voice whisper as I let the note go. I turned around only to find nothing but thin air. "Kara? Kara come out now please!" I yelled, terrified.

"Mommy I'm hiding in the closet, silly!" I heard her voice say. But it sounded huskier and more like a whisper than a call.

I suddenly felt the temperature drop hugely. I was shaking as I walked over to her tall pink closet. As I opened it slowly my mouth had hung open in paralysing shock.

There was Kara... her eyes pupil-less and white, her uncle unconscious to the side of her, blood pouring out of his nose.

"I like your daughter's soul," the demon spoke, revealing its identity and its desire. Then four more chilling words escaped its mouth;

"May I keep it?"