The Monster Under My Bed • Kim Namjoon [ENGLISH]

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Hello everyone!

Thats the first time i translated my story to english and publish it. So if i have mistakes, please forgive me, also warn me. I'm still trying to devolop my eng.♡

This story's original language is Turkish.

Date of writing:

08.07.2020
01:35

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After a boring day, I came home and went to my room. Looks like mom and dad were coming late from work today.

I opened the window to ventilate my room and looked outside. The air was getting dark. The view of this house, which we've lived in for a month, was better than the view of our old house.

All of a sudden, I heard that noise again.

It was a kind of scratching or digging sound, coming from downstairs. It was like someone was scratching the walls. This sound, which disrupted the welfare of my ears and gave me a shudder, had been going on for about two weeks. It took only a few minutes, then it was quiet. Another strange situation was that these sounds were only come out when my parents were not at home. I told my dad before that he had to check the basement and he did, but he couldn't find anything.

I gave a deep breath and shook my head two sides. Could this be a side effect of my stressful school life? Or was there really something shit about this house?

Actually, we've heard rumors that this house is spirited before. But neither my family nor I would believe in such things like that. The house was beautiful and suitible for us, we had no reason not to move. But nowadays I was having a terrible feeling as if that reason will emerge.

The scratching or digging sound stopped. Even if it started again, I was determined not to hear it.
I put on my headphones, opened a song from my phone and lay on my bed. I was already sleepy soon.

I woke up. While yawning, I lifted the phone and looked at the clock, it was two in the night. While I was sleeping, my headphones were out of my ears and it fled to one side of the pillow. I frowned when I couldn't see the light of the street lamp that had to enter through my window. Everywhere was dark. The lights of other houses were not on either. I think the electricity was cut in the neighborhood. I wondered if my mom and dad came home. But if they had come they would surely wake me up for dinner. They should have been on duty guard again at the hospital.

"Hey."

The muffled, thick, and creepy voice I heard caused me to freeze till my marrows. Dream. What you heard was just a dream. Its not real.

I was about to take a deep breath and convince myself that this wasn't true, but I heard that voice again.

"Hey, you."

Oh my god.

The voice was coming from under my bed.

I pulled the blanket till my neck, I was trying to control my body which is trembling with fear.

"Who are you?" I said with a weak voice.

"I'm the monster under your bed."