
Have you ever wondered what’s that creepy creeping thing that lurks at night? Join me in a read of horror short story! Get comfortable, grab some snacks, a soda, some candy, and find a creey place to read; if you darrrrreeeee. Mwaahhhhh hahaaaaa!
(Swoosh. Whooooo) the wind blows whistling hard while the trees swayyyyy left to right. I’m all alone no family, no neighbors, and no friends. Living in a small town with a population of 1. On this very dark and rustling night i sit near the window in my rocking chair. Watching the full moon and cloudy sky. No power and no kind of electricity just a handful of candles, and a few laterns.
All the leaves have died and fallen to the ground. Mostly trees dances to this beautiful horric night. As i watched the trees dance i started to move with them in a seduicing motion. Hold on, there is someone out there looking at me. Well, im not sure if its someone or something watching me. As i move closer to the window i hear these scatteing sounds. Something saying in a whisper tone,”Fall of Spooky, fa-fall of spooky, fall of spooky is here.”
Than another sound fighting against the wind daying, “Your all alone my dear who is going to save you.” As I continue to look out the window this figure begins to grow taller reaching about 8 feet tall. I slowly sit back down. The fire in the fireplace grows wamer and warmer the closer the 8 feet figure gets. It has these long arms reaching for me the figure is not even walking its floating off the ground. All of a sudden as it floats to me i see a land of fog no more ground. Oh my gosh, i can’t believe my eyes it is right here looking through my window staring me in the eyes.
There he grasped his long wicked fingers around the bricks of my home. With his long wicked fingernails growing longer and longer as I watch his every move. Just one blink of my eyes and he has eagerly dissapeared. As i walk slowly and quietly to the window the winds blow harder and the owls begin to whoo. The fireplace is on but as I reach the window My body temperature 🤒 gets colder and colder with each and every step.
Here it is, no one is there i suppose. Dark clouds appear from the unknown crows begin to cover the trees, making the trees whole again. I hear a creak on my front porch i wonder has he come for me. Is it him the mystery thing I have seen out there beyond the dark. Is it he who lurks the night. I cant go further because he is near. I must hide myself then maybe he will leave.
I am small enough to fit under my kitchens sink that way i can peak at him with every step he takes. “There, There!” The Figure said. “For i am he who lurks the woods on this very dark and gloomy night.” “I have come for you my dear,the day has come your faithfully death is near. He is walking around every room. For i cant see him anymore. Where has he gone? It has been 2 minutes since i last seen him. I dont see him anywhere or has this crack gotten thinner.
I suddenly feel something in my presence. The evil within has come closer to me . I have not moved since i been under sink. Not a peep of a sound from my body. Soon as i looked to my left slowly there he was inside the cabinet. We locked eyes and thats all i seen. Until his face came into the light i saw his evil smile.
(To Be Continued......)



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