Frightful Flash Fiction

Knock Knock

It was 3 in the morning. I haven't been sleeping well lately. I lie in my bed, I toss and turn, I close my eyes, but it never works. I was sitting in my living room, lights off, just lying on my couch thinking about the next day. And then, I heard a knock on my door. I jumped when I heard it. At first I thought I was hearing things, but another knock on my door assured me it happened. I was afraid to answer it. Who would knock on my door at 3am? So, I ignored it. A few minutes passed and the knocking came back. I continued to ignore it, but it got louder. I felt terrified. I walked up to my front door, I just stared at it. Again, a knock at my door. I had no way of looking outside my door, I'd have to open it. I waited a couple minutes, then I heard another knock. I opened the door, but no one was there. Rightfully freaked out, I closed the door, and retreated back to my living room. I grew very tired, and began to fall asleep on the couch. That is until, another knock at my door. I ignored it like I did the first time, and like last time it got louder. I checked my door, and once again, no one. Now I was tired, so, I went to my bedroom. I lied in bed for about 30 minutes, and then it came back. That damned knocking again. I stormed downstairs and swung open the door, this time a man was standing there. I started to yell at him for knocking all night, but he stopped me. He said that people have been calling the police, saying that there's been knocking on their door. He was gonna ask me if I'd experienced the same thing, but, from how I was when I opened the door, I think he knew. He said his goodbyes, and I closed the door. Right after closing it, I heard a knock again. I opened the door, thinking it would be the cop, but when I did, it was no one. I felt chills run through my body. I slammed the door, ran upstairs, and hid under the covers. I was so scared, who or what was knocking. I hid under my covers for 20 minutes and then it was back. The knocking. Except, the knocking was coming from my bedroom door. My breath stopped and my heart sank. I swore that I was going to die that day. The knocking got louder and louder, I got up and opened the door, and to my surprise, I saw the cop. I asked him how he got in here, and he told me that my friends let him in. Now, if you couldn't tell, I live alone. I grabbed the police officer and locked my door. I told him I lived alone. Another knock at my door. We both say nothing. Another knock at my door, but this time louder. I get up to open the door. And when I do, I see him. It has a tall, thin figure. It bends down to look at me. And after that, everything went black. I woke up on my couch, and at first I thought it was just all one bad dream. I checked the clock. It was 3am, and I heard a very familiar knocking on my door.