The Shadow

It is a dark and very, very cold December night, when there's a storm. It's a wicked wind from the East, wich gives me the chills. I walk towards the window, so that I can close it. At the moment that I close the window, my door opens. I look behind me, but there's no one there. I turn my head and see a shadow moving, in the corner of my eye. It's probably my own imagination, I convince myself. I take a quick look outside and see the tree, standing in front of my window, shaking. I decide to close my curtains. After I closed them I hear a tapping sound. I try to figure out what it is, but I can't find it.
"I'm just scaring myself, get out of it", I say to myself
I walk back to my bed and see a shadow moving very, very carefully. I keep saying to myself that it's just my own imagination. I'm just a bit scared, because of the bad weather. I walk closer to my bed and grab the sheets. I pull them up to my chin and place my head down, on the soft pillow. I do a quick check in my room, but I see nothing. I was right, I was just imagining things. I close my eyes and I can hear the strong wind blowing outside of my window. I hear the screaming of the wind and it sounds like a ghost or something. I keep my eyes shut. I hear the wind outside, that sounds like a moaning woman in despair. I hear the branches of the tree, scraping against my window. I hear spooky sounds coming from the attic. I listen very carefully and with each second my fear becomes stronger. I hear the screeching of a door and open my eye for a millimetre. I look to my door and see that the screeching comes from my own door. It seems like my door is being pushed open, by someone, moving a millimetre per second. I hear and feel my heart going faster, with each millimetre my door opens more. I see a shadow holding the door knob, which makes me think I'm going crazy. The shadow comes further into my room and looks around. I try to pretend I'm asleep, but my breathing is going too fast. I heard about scary monsters, but a shadow is absolutely the worst. How am I supposed to hide from a shadow, he can get everywhere. I see my curtains moving, because of the wind. I look at it for a second and feel the shivers going down my spine. When I look back at the door, I see the shadow standing next to my bed. I scream as loud as I can, but it sounds like a whisper. No matter how hard I try, it keeps sounding like I'm whispering. The shadow comes closer towards me and reaches his hand out to me. I lean away from him and fall out of my bed. You can hear a loud thumb when I fall down onto the ground. The shadow makes a hollow sound, that sounds like laughing. I'm driven into a corner and try to escape. I must admit that I am really, really scared right now. I shiver, like it's freezing. The shadow almost touches me, so I scream as loud as I possibly can. The shadow all of a sudden disappears into thin air. I look around, but there's no sign of the shadow anymore. I sigh relieved and try to stand up. I quickly run to my light, which I immediately put on. I look around, searching for the shadow. I see nothing and feel a bit more relaxed. I check every corner, just to be sure. No matter where I look, there's no sign of the shadow anymore. I hear my brother screaming all of a sudden. I run to his room and try to open his door. It seems like his door is being held closed. I pull as hard as I can and get the door open. When I look inside the room, I see a blood bath. My brother's lying in his bed, torn apart. His blood is spread across the room, like it's paint. I feel a nausea coming up, but I'm able to control it. I see a shadow moving in the corner of the room, so I put the light on. The shadow is still standing in the corner, even though the light is on. I feel myself getting goose bumps all over my body, when I'm looking at it. I'm somehow mesmerized by the sight of a shadow in light. I just keep staring, while the shadow comes closer to me. My instinct tells me to run, but my curiosity wants to stay. Before the shadow can touch me, I run away. I run to my parents' room and throw the door open. When I look into the room, it looks the same as my brother's room. Blood is spread across the walls and the smell is unbearable. I keep looking to the bodies of my parents, but they're torn apart, just like my brother. I feel the tears running down my cheeks and try to wipe them away. I feel a cold coming from behind and turn around. I look right into the shadows eyes, wich are hollow and cold. I run away to my room and shut the door behind me. I lock it and run to my closet. I shut the door behind me and hide myself in the corner. I grab some clothes and put them over me. I keep looking to the door, but there's nothing to see. I keep looking for a very, very long time. After a while I give up, because I'm feeling tired. I feel my eyes getting heavier every second. I try to fight against the sleep, but it's useless. At the moment that I fall asleep, I see the shadow. It's leaning towards me and trying to touch my skin. I try to do something but it's useless. I feel his dark and cold fingers piercing into my skin. I scream as loud as I can, but I know it's hopeless. The pain is unbearable, unbearable to stand. I feel a cold feeling spreading over my body. The fingers expand and are tearing me apart. I breathe out for the last time and fall down into a dark hole of pain and despair.


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I hope you liked my first horror story, it was for an assignment for school.

Written by: Michella