It's Me...

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Horror  |  House: Booksie Classic
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Submitted: January 04, 2016

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Submitted: January 04, 2016



It was a stormy night that I have never experienced before. The wind whistling loudly, rain pouring heavily, shiny lightning and loud, cracking thunder.

Wait... Does this sound like a horror story to you? Well, maybe it is. But this time it is different. This isn’t going to be a normal long, boring, suspending horror story. Let’s take it to another level. Oh, sorry for interrupting, sorry. Ahem, back on.

Now, where was I? Oh yeah!

I was...not at home alone. Nope, not outside in the storm, near a graveyard either. Where am I? I am at a sleepover at my friend’s house.

“Dude, I am so hungry right now. I am gonna get something to eat. Need anything?” That was my friend, Charles.

“Are you gonna leave me here alone?!?” I exclaimed.

“Are you a wuss?”

“Shut up. I am not a wuss. It’s just’s quite dark and scary here.”

“Stop being a wuss man. Chillax.” he laughed. What a wuss. Pfft...Someone needs to teach him not to be scared.

As he left the storm got louder and louder, and suddenly the door slammed shut. I went to open it, but before I even touched the door handle, there was a black out. I let out a small meep.

“I’ll get it!” Charles shouted.

It took him a long time. I shouted his name and asked if everything was OK, but no answer. I got scared. Then, I realized that his phone was not there. He must’ve taken it. I texted him and waited. After a long pause, there was an answer: Hello, John. It’s me...Have you forgotten me already? My, my. You have grown! Oh, you friend Charles? He has been dealt with.....YOU ARE NEXT!!!!

As I read the last sentence, my phone totally shutdown. I was in fright. I turned on my phone and tried to call home.

“Hello? Mom! Please help me, please! There is some...”

“There is no way to run, John.” a creepy voice said and cackled.

I tried to call the police. After a few rings someone answered.

“Seattle Police Department. How may I assist you?”

“Hello. Please send help. There is a maniac in my friend’s house. The address is...”

“Not here either John.” Said the same creepy voice but in a louder tone.

I threw my phone and began to cry. There was a loud knock on the door.

“Please! Leave me alone.” I cried.

“I am going to catch you!” snickered a creepy voice.


“Are you crying? HAHAHA. Man, I wish can see your face right now.” said a familiar voice.

“Is that you Charles?” I asked.

“Yep. Ha-ha!”

I was so angry i threw the door open but it wasn’t Charles holding his phone. It was someone that I might’ve known.

“It’s me...”



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