Under The Bed

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic


This is the first story i wrote it has a lot to do with my depression i hope you enjoy it sorry for any grammar mistakes

Submitted: June 14, 2018

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-Under the Bed-

I awake to feel the Icey breath on my neck the cold touch on my skin and the frightening
chill running down my spine. Too afraid to turn around to see what could possibly cause
such an intense feeling something so frightening I can’t even move. I try to take a breath
and count to three. "One... two... three..." I turn around to see nothing as if I just
imagined it but that’s not possible it felt so real. After the feeling passed I tried
getting some sleep although I struggled all I could think of was what could of possibly
caused such an uncomfortable feeling. A couple hours passed and the clock hits 3AM I stare
at the ceiling slowly closing my eyes finally falling asleep. But as soon as my eyes shut
the floor board started creaking. I quickly open my eyes and look around but there’s nothing
there I try not to worry too much I just think to myself its most likely rats in the floor or
even the wind. I close my eyes and try to go back asleep but as soon as I do the floor starts
creaking again only this time it’s getting louder and faster approaching closer to me. I
quickly jump up and look around I start to think no rat could be so load and there is no
breeze. I start to panic I go to turn the light on but as soon as I put my foot on the ground
it feels as if someone is grabbing a hold of my ankles. The freezing touch was the exact same
feeling as when I was lying in bed. I put my foot back on the bed to scared to make a run for it
I just try to wait it out. It's nearly 3:30 just a couple more hours until morning as I sat on my
bed I couldn’t help but get the feeling someone was watching me. Every now and again I would hear
someone call out my name but the weird thing was there was no one here but me. I'm really scared
I don’t know what to do all I can think about is the voices and what’s in my room. Ten minutes
has passed and I haven’t heard anything I start to think I’m in the clear. As I get ready to run to
the light switch I hear something coming from behind me. It sounds like someone breathing then I
start to feel it's breath on the back of my neck I can’t handle this any longer I make a run for
the light. As my feet touch the ground I hear screams coming from the walls hands reaching out trying
to grab me I look to the light switch but it feels like it’s getting further away from me then
something grabs my feet I can’t escape I fall to the floor screaming feeling the cold hands pulling
me towards them I’m trying with all my might digging my nails into the ground but it doesn’t seem to
help in any way whatsoever. it seems to be dragging me under the bed I can't escape there’s no hope
it drags me under suddenly the screams stop and I can’t feel anything anymore but I can’t move
why can’t I move. I hear a faint growling noise in front of me I look up and there it is the thing that
has been causing so much fright its skin is dark grey and its eyes pure black so lifeless staring at me
with a horrific grin on its face teeth sharp and crooked I didn’t know what to do. All of a sudden the
creature grabs my head and looks deeply into my eyes as I stare into its black eyes I see nothing
but pain and sorrow I start to feel really weak and the only emotion left is sadness the longer
I look the worse it gets but there’s nothing I can do it's as if this creature has got me in
some sort of trance. All of a sudden the creature lets go of me stands up and walks away disappearing
into the shadows of my room as it disappears I regain full control of my body but all I can think about
is all the horrific things I’ve done in my life. All I feel is worthlessness and loneliness it's now
4:50 but I still can’t sleep all my thoughts have turned to suicide it's as if I have no
other emotion no other thoughts the longer I lay in bead the worse it gets I just want these memories
to leave my head. But no matter how hard I try I just seems to keep getting worse that’s it I’ve had it
I can't deal with all this. These thoughts aren’t going to stop I get out of bed and walk to the kitchen
I go through the counter draw and grab a knife. I can't deal with this anymore I hold the knife to my throat
and without hesitation slit my throat. Falling to the ground barely alive I look up and see a bright light
and start to feel joy but then that light goes dark and the floor around me starts moving then all of
a sudden the hands start springing up out of the ground grabbing me dragging me down. I start to feel an
intense heat and in my final seconds I look up and the creature is looking down at me smiling and waving
goodbye.


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