Thump
I tell myself it's nothing.
Thump
It's only in my head.
Thump
I hear the nails scratching my door. It's coming closer, I know it is. Each step towards my bed a warning.
Don't
Open
Your
Eyes.
No matter what. If you do, it gets your soul. And that'll be the end.
It leans down, and whispers my name. It tells me it's time.
My eyes fly open.
All I see is the satisfied smile.
Oh no.
YOU ARE READING
You should be scared
HorrorThis is a collection of short horror stories, so it's not for the faint-hearted.
