The Shadow -verbeterde versie

It is a dark and very, very cold December night, when there's a storm. It's a wicked wind from the East, which 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. When I look behind me, 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. Because of that 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. To myself I keep saying 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. So I keep my eyes shut. The wind outside, sounds like a moaning woman in despair. The branches of the tree, are scraping against my window. There are spooky sounds coming from the attic. I listen very, very carefully and with each second my fear becomes stronger. I hear the screeching of a door so I open my eye for a millimeter. When I look to my door I see that the screeching comes from my own door. It seems like my door is being pushed open, by someone, moving a millimeter per second. My heart is going faster, with each millimeter my door opens more. There’s 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’m trying 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. My curtains are moving, because of the wind. So 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, but 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. My brother is screaming all of a sudden, so I run to his room and try to open his door. It seems like his door is being held closed. After I pull as hard as I can, I 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. A nausea is coming up, but I'm able to control it. There’s 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. The tears are running down my cheeks and I try to wipe them away. I feel a cold coming from behind me and turn around. I look right into the shadows eyes, which are hollow and cold. As fast as possible I run to my room and shut the door behind me. After I locked my door I run to my closet. I shut the door behind me and hide myself in the corner. There are clothes lying on the ground, so I grab some 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’m trying 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 tries 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. A cold feeling is spreading over my body and it feels like I’m outside in the snow. 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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Written by: Michella