Under The Rug (Part 1)

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

Damien's life is turning upside down with a series of creepy dreams. Are these just dreams or something more sinister is happening in his life.

One night in November I was going to bed because I had a shift at McDonalds and I had to wake up early. As I went to bed I had a dream where I was running, but it wasn’t a jog. I was running from something, it was my rug I was running from. I woke up in horror and looked around to make sure I was safe. I noticed that when I breathed, I could see my breath. It was freezing! But my air conditioning wasn't on, and my windows were closed. For the first two minutes I thought I was safe and didn't pay attention to the dream, until I noticed… my rug. It was on top of me which I didn't put on. I put the rug on the ground beside my bed, confused. I went to sleep. 

 

The next morning I woke up and I had to go to work in an hour. I went downstairs, ate breakfast and got ready. When I got in the car and was going to reverse, I looked back and saw the rug. I was shocked as I didn't put it there. I got out of the car and put the rug in the house because I didn't want any consequences. My whole way to work I was confused, shocked, and creeped out! But then I remembered I’m working at McDonalds, a large french fries would get me distracted!:)

 

Two days later past and nothing happened with the rug so I was relieved that probably whoever was messing with me just went away but that's where I was wrong. I went to bed again at 1am which I wasn't so happy about because I have to work again tomorrow. I immediately hit the bed and fell asleep. I woke up at 2:30 am because I had that horrific dream again. I had that same cold feeling I had that night, again my air conditioning was off and my windows were closed but then I saw a bump on the rug as if there was something underneath it. I thought it was a rat or mouse that snuck under but when I got the slipper and slammed it on the rug, it just disappeared as if nothing was there. I lifted the rug up and there was nothing. It wasn’t just a random bump on the rug because it was moving so that’s when I was really creeped out.

 

The rest of the night I didn’t fall asleep. I woke up tired and exhausted and fell asleep while taking an order from a customer. I was sent home to rest and the rest of the day I fell asleep. 

 

2 weeks later I woke up at 2:30am again and I noticed that I've been having the same dream and woke up at the same time and have had that same cold feeling on a specific day. It was Tuesday. I felt cold. Then.. What happened is a moment I'll never forget, I looked at my rug and a knife stabbed through the rug creating a hole! I jumped up in fear and called my friend and slept at his house. That was probably the most terrifying thing I had experienced.



 

The next morning I woke up and told my friend everything starting from November, he asked me if I had investigated the rug, and I said “NO WAY ARE YOU CRAZY, NEVER INVESTIGATE.” My friend told me to check the rug out as if there could be a clue or something that he has been missing about the rug. I agreed but was hesitant to go back home. I stayed at his place for another hour until I finally had the courage to go home. I slowly walked into my room carrying a knife and wearing a steel mask. I stepped onto my creaky wooden floor entering my room with a slow quiet move. My heart was beating so fast as I was about to lift the rug . I took a deep breath and lifted the rug with my knife. What I saw was something I've never seen before.

 

It was a wooden door. I was shocked and terrified I took a picture and sent it to my friend and he replied with “open it” I was about to freak out but instead I wrote back with a simple “K.” I took about a good 20 mins to pray that I still live and texting all my family members and friends with a “goodbye” and a “i love you” the only person who replied was my friend with “stop being so dramatic.” Then I finally.. Opened the door. 

 

It was pitch black I turned on my phone light. The door behind me shut with a loud slam. The staircase was extensive and steep. My hands were shaking with a knife in one hand and my phone in the other. I was ready to attack whatever was coming for me. I finally reached the last step of the staircase and I saw a room. It had a chair in the middle of the room and a single cool white light bulb above it. The light was very dim but I saw a figure on the chair. I shined my light to it and it was a girl. Her skin was grey, her hair was frizzy, her face was bruised and bloody and her clothes were ripped.

 

I just stared at her for 5 mins until I said “who are you? Are you ok?” She didn’t reply, instead she showed a creepy doll to me and put it up to my face. I said “Do you want me to hold it?” She slowly took the doll back into her arms and hugged her and she said “Hi daddy.” I was terrified and shocked and tremendously confused! I replied with “what do you mean?” She brought a chair from the corner of the room and told me to sit. I hesitated, but did. She told me a story……

 

She said “How could you forget about me? 10 years ago you adopted me and we were on the way back home from the rug shop and we got in a car crash, I died with the doll and you lost your memory and forgot about me! The doctors gave you the rug that we bought that you didn't remember but you kept. The doctors gave you the doll and the rug, the spirit of me and the doll still stayed in the rug. We have been controlling the rug all this time.. Dad”



 

I WAS HORRIFIED! I ran upstairs without saying a word and kicked the door open and ran out of the house to my friends house and told him everything! He suggested for me to move in the morning and he offered for him to help me pack. I called my realtor and told him the situation. He didn’t believe me but he agreed to move tomorrow. I packed everything but threw the rug out. The night I moved into my house I slept peacefully for the first time in a while. 

 

A week later I woke up at 2:30 with the same cold feeling on a Tuesday and saw the rug beside my bed. Two hands popped out and pulled me in onto a chair. I asked my daughter “WHAT DO YOU WANT?” and she said “ you have a choice dad.. Say goodbye to everyone and live with me and the doll or don’t stay with me and suffer for the rest of your life but it won't be so nice. Make your decision.”



 

 

 



 


Submitted: May 26, 2021

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Criss Sole

Oh that is creepy!
I'm guessing he is not the dad and she got him mixed up with someone in another life.
I have a feeling he will not be able to escape so easy.
Great start!

Sat, May 29th, 2021 4:53am

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