The Darkness °Short Story°

One

I look to my right to look at the bright green numbers shining in the dark. It read two thirty AM, I sigh as I look back to the ceiling in despair. Of course I can't sleep, it's been like this for a while. A few weeks a few months who knows, I don't do much anymore. Everything is a risk, I keep to myself and don't tell anyone anything. The more they know the more danger they're in. I turn over to face the wall feeling a bit of relief from being in a more comfortable position. I slowly start to drift away till it happened again this ALWAYS happens. I feel like someone is watching me. I turn back over quickly trying to catch whatever this thing was, I looked directly at where my closet is.

I feel like I'm making eye contact with someone. This feeling doesn't go away. A feeling of fear washes over me and I don't wanna move. I think it can't see me if I don't move, but I need to see it no I HAVE to see it. It's so dark all I can see is blackness, but I know where it is by the figure this thing made, it's darker then the rest of the room. I quickly grab my phone and turn the flash light on shining the bright light where the thing was. It's gone, I sigh and relax as I realize this always happens my mind is playing tricks on me. None of it is real, it's just my imagination running wild because of my anxiety. I look at the ground and a rush of anxiety takes over my body. I want to turn on the big light for a few minutes to calm my mind down, but this pit in my stomach is keeping me from getting out of my bed. My mind starts running again, and I can't help think that if I don't get off the bed within a certain amount of time and turn the lights on I will be dragged under.

I gather the courage and make a dash towards my light, and with a simple flick I see nothing but a bright blinding light. My eyes adjust and I can see my room, all of it. Not just the outlines of things or the bright green numbers that now display four in the morning. I didn't realize how long time had passed. I didn't realize I had stayed still for so long before grabbing my phone and turning on my light. I spend so much of my life afraid I don't even feel safe in my own home. I turn off the light and climb back into my bed feeling a bit more comforted by the fact that I didn't see anything with the lights on.

I lay there for a bit close to falling asleep, until I hear something creak in my room. I don't know where it came from but I squeezed my eyes tightly together shaking in fear. Something is watching me again. I feel the goosebumps on my skin and a shiver up my back. I tuck my feet under the blanket in hopes it won't grab me and pull me under. I turn to my walls again with my eyes still shut tight praying it goes away. All I need is sleep, each night this gets worse and worse. I can't talk to anyone about it either, the last person I told this was happening to me ended up seriously hurt in an accident. It was my fault for telling them. But it's not real none of this is real.

I start crying from frustration, I just want to sleep im so tired. I just need sleep, this is all because I haven't been getting enough sleep. I open my eyes slowly and look at the clock five thirty AM. What's the point now, maybe when the sun comes up I can take a nap. I run through my thoughts again trying to collect myself CONVINCE myself I wasn't going crazy and that this isn't real. I finally calm down and start to feel the drowsiness take over.

That is until I feel a cold thin hand on my shoulder and freezing breath on my neck. My eyes open wildly, there's no way I'm imagining this. I can't, it feels to real. It gets closer to my ear brushing the hair away and leaning in, "The next time you fall asleep at night I will kill you."

It's been three months since that night. They won't let me out of here, they think I'm crazy. I'M NOT CRAZY I scream this over and over again but nobody listens. I never get any sleep anymore, I can only sleep during the day and I can't sleep too long or else I won't wake up before it becomes night time. They are trying everything to get me to fall asleep at night but nothing works. I cant sleep during the night or it'll get me. The give me meds that I don't take I spit them out and hide them in my pillow till the end of the week then I flush them. I sit on my bed looking directly at the wall where I see a dark figure amongst the rest of the darkness. It follows me no matter where I go, whispering thingd to me telling me things. It told me how I could get out of this and I thought it over and over again, I originally thought I couldn't do what it asked of me but I need to. The doctors I told about this died, I won't talk to anyone else here about this, for fear they'll be next too. I don't know how much longer I can take this.

Through the darkness I see it smile. It knows what I'm thinking and it's ready to get me unless I help it. Unless I help

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die Bluthexe
The blood witch

If you're reading this, I'm sorry it's the only deal I could make with it. I had to tell as many people as I could. I'm sorry, but its coming for you next.