I never really believed in the unusual or paranormal. Not even when the news started talking about some strange figure kidnapping people in their sleep. What had me believing was when I was the next target.
I was alone. It was maybe 12:30 A.M. My parents had gone out to visit a close friend in the hospital. I decided to look out my bedroom window to see if they were back. But they weren’t. I walked out of my room and down the hallway to the kitchen for a glass of water. Once I’m finished with my glass of water I realized that something felt wrong. It felt as though someone was watching me. As if eyes were just staring me down. I went around my entire house making sure all the doors and windows and doors were locked. After making sure all the windows were locked, I couldn’t help but notice something move outside my bedroom window. I quickly rejected the idea of that kidnapper being here. Maybe it was just a bird.
“Yeah, it’s just a bird. Nothing to worry about”, I reassured myself.
I decided to go back to sleep thinking that they just couldn’t get home today. So I crawled back into bed and shut my eyes. But I couldn’t get the thought of the figure outside my window out of my head. After much debating in my sleep I came to the conclusion that it couldn’t have been a bird. It was much too big…
Again, I woke up. It was 1:03 now. I decided to check to see if my parents got back yet. They still weren’t back. I just sighed knowing they wouldn’t get back until morning. I went to the bathroom and while I was doing.. Well my business. I couldn’t help but hear a sound, like tapping on glass. It took me a couple of seconds to register that it was coming from my window. My eyes widened in fear, my palms were getting sweaty. I tried to calm down by telling myself that it was just a tree branch or something. But that can’t be.. My room is on the second floor and there are no trees around my window…
Now I was really terrified. I finished up in the bathroom and stood outside my bedroom with my back to the wall next to my bedroom door. The tapping continued. Then after many deep breathes I decided to peek my head inside my bedroom and the tapping suddenly stopped and there was nothing at the window.
“What the hell is going on”, I murmured to myself. I was too tired to think anything of it at the moment so i just crawled back into bed and fell asleep.
I woke up a third time, but only 10 minutes have passed. I looked around my pitch black room, and.. something felt wrong, like someone or something was beside me. I squinted really hard trying to make out every thing in my room. My closet, nightstand, my bedroom door. Then I spotted it..
I could barely make it out. It didn’t looked human as far as I could tell. But then it started walking closer towards me. Still in my bed, I scooted back. Every time it took a step I’d scoot back. But then, to my demise my back hit my wall. The..thing, grabbed my legs and started dragging my out of my room. I started to scramble, desperately trying to find something to grab onto but with no success.
I then started clawing at the the hard wood floor of our hallway, leaving a trail of scratch marks and blood. Once i was dragged out of the hallway my fingernails were gone.
I screamed in terror as my captor dragged me down the stairs and towards the front door. I was desperate for any way to escape but found nothing to help. I helplessly clawed the floor again as I got dragged out the front door and was swallowed by the darkness.
I woke up in a sweat, panting heavily.
Oh thank god, it was just a dream. I checked my window again to see if my parents were home, but they weren’t. I went out into the kitchen for a glass of water. That’s when I heard the tapping…
Credit To: kookoofufu