Underthebed Stories

we know the stories. we believed them ever since we could comprehend English. they were meant to scare us. to wish for the sanctity of nightlights. we all remember about the monsters that hide in the dark, in your closet and under your bed. we all remember the sleepless nights we spend comforting ourselves that we are alone. remember the nightlights we depended on to banish away these entities. but as adults, we mature and our belief of their existence soon burn out. it is looked down on to believe in monsters when you transition into adulthood. monsters do not exist. but what if i tell you they aren't a figment of your imagination? what if i tell you that those scratches you hear under your bed aren't the tree branches rubbing against the house. what if i tell you that every time the closet open is not because you didn't close it properly in the first place. what if i tell you that these monsters are capable of doing much more than just scaring you. i mean, after all, seeing is believing, right? My name is Mercy. i am not afraid of the dark. i am afraid of what resides in their shadows. i'm afraid, because i believe in monsters. but life is scary and it seems to love to make it all the more complicated. that's why life decided to make me fall for the monster in the dark * Mercy Williams has been stalked by the creatures of the night since she was a child, never staying in one place for to long. she writes about her past, focusing somewhat more on her 19th year of life. the year she fell in love with the Boy who seemed to be able to withstand all the protection and spells that kept his kind at bay. enter Tristan. black hair and unusual purple-blue eyes, he seems to be able to find new ways to piss her off, taunting her with his resistance against the light, which he should fear. but his intentions aren't to scare, but to feed his curiosity. why does this young adult, still believe in the things that go bump at night who knows, maybe fear can turn to love?

Fear : Noun, an unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that someone or something is dangerous, likely to cause pain, or a threat. "Good night Abby and Cody I love you both" said there mother Abree kissing their foreheads and soon turning the lights out and cracking the door. Abree left and the nightlight then turned on from the timerd outlet. The house soon fell silent as all the living bodies was relaxed in there beds as dreaming took over there thoughts and conscious. A contorted body slinked across the wooden floor as blood dripped from behind the limping bare feet from the leg on the body, slobber with blood mixed in fell from its mouth along with blood from it's pure red eyes the sent of death and rotting flesh moved threw the house along with dead body along all the surfaces to all the different rooms tucked away inside the big house with brick that sealed all inside its walls.

"im coming~"

Do you believe in ghosts? When you wake up with someone pulling you under the bed will you be scared? The red glowing eyes from the closet are staring at you. What do you do?

Kamra andhera tha... sirf ceiling fan ki halki tikk-tikk awaz aa rahi thi. Bed ke neeche se koi saans leta hua lag raha tha-lambi, thandi, janwar jaisi saans. Jaise hi light off hui, neeche se kisi ne floor ko nakhunon se ghaseetna shuru kar diya... Chrrrr... Chrrrr... Jaise koi dhire-dhire bed se bahar nikalne ki taiyaari kar raha ho. Uski aankhein pehle nikli-do chhoti laal chamakti billi si aankhein. Phir ek sukha hua haath, pura kala-pila, jaise kabron mein sadi hoyi skin. Woh haath bed ke kinaare ko pakad ke dheere-dheere upar chadha... Aur phir ek awaz... "Main to kabse tujhe dekh raha hoon... bas ab neeche aa ja." Room ka temperature ekdum freeze ho gaya. Fan ruk gaya. Aur woh cheez bed ke neeche se poori speed mein bahar aayi- Bas aankh jhapakte hi.

In the sea of darkness that was her room, there was only one question: What's hiding under the bed?

A very short, creepy kind of story to give you a slight chill before bed. Just a little night-time idea I had tonight before bed. It's a first draft, has not been edited or reviewed by anyone else (My boyfriend doesn't usually like my nightmare fuel, so refuses to read this) It's probably not as scary as I thought (I'm a total scaredy-cat) but please leave a review and let me know if you liked it or not! Any suggestions are appreciated, and thank you for taking the time to read my short.

A chilling horror story about a girl named Emily could only result in a few things; and none of them are a happy ending. Chapters GUARANTEED to be updated every 3-4 days. Finale chapter will be posted on Friday the 13th in October 2023!!

|| How do you catch a killer who never leaves a clue?|| || Lola we're are you?!|| ||Its always watching us|| ||we are all here|| ||we all were here||

If you guys are wondering if this is a book of Under The Bed (the movie) it's not because apparently I heard there is one but I never seen it sooo... it might have some parts in it but I don't know... anyways there is a Girl named Amber and when she always wakes up she feels something or hears something under her bed...

I sat down and heard a growl below the bed! Terrified I slowly looked underneath...

(The story takes place more twenty years after the movie) A woman in her late twenties is living the average life, but not a happy one. In her dull life she meets a monster. Once was only true in fairy tales, that monsters live under beds, was now a reality to her. Unbelievable it may sounds. She befriended with the monster name Maurice. He introduced her to his world and cause mayhem. Until the fun trouble they make is turned on them when a new bad monster comes along and traveling between two worlds, she must choose to leave one behind. Go back to the life she always knew... or become a monster herself.

When a 5 year old discovers she has monsters under the bed, her mom and dad tries to tell her they aren't real...until they find out the truth.

Not everybody see them, but when they do they can't un see them

A family of dust bunnies had to move out of their old house, because someone had moved in there, so they all have to get used to their new surroundings. They all miss their old house under the couch, but they are living under a bed now. At least they have a bigger space...? Nah. They just don't like it because they lived under a couch their whole life. Welp, just read the story I guess.

Remus had always been an imaginative child... But the monster under the bed wasn't just his imagination...

All you need to know is that it's a creepy pasta and it's MINE

The ghosts within me... My parents think I'm crazy and my friends think I'm mad but I know I'm right, they may be my imagination but once they're there they don't leave. They are everywhere... The ghosts within...