I'm Scared

I'm Scared

You want to get back to sleep. It's been days now since "she" showed up. Every night you when you go to bed, she's there. Hanging in the corner of your ceiling. Looking at you. Looking into your soul. Staring into your soul. You don't know WHO "she" is. You don't know WHAT "she" is. You don't even know if "she" is EVEN HUMAN! "She" seems to have a spiny body, spindly arms (she has a third one peeking out of her chest), jagged legs (she has four protruding from her waist), thick black hair, and the greyest eyes. Eyes that seem to pierce into your very soul.

Every night you see "her". Every night "she" watches you. You are not sure how you do it, but you always seem to fall asleep. Even though you keep an eye on "her" as well. "She" just watches you. Does "she" watch you while you sleep? Does "she" intend to do you harm? What does "she" want?

Oh now. You tried turning on the lights, but "she" ALWAYS finds a corner away from the light. No matter how much lights you use, "she" ALWAYS finds that corner.

You also tried staying awake. You kept your eyes wide open, as you focused right on "her". You stared at "her" as "she" stared into you. And yet! You somehow find yourself waking up.

Oh now this isn't some kind of dream, or rather nightmare, brought on by scary movies, a late night snack, or even searching Creepypastas all day. You know this, for you pinched yourself many times over, and "she" is still there.

Each night, as you stare into "her" eyes, you feel a tiny bug bite at your lower back. You go to itch it, then you wake up. It happens every night. This night would be the same as every other night. Unless of course, if you could just stay awake! That would be it! Stay awake! Don't fall asleep! Then maybe "she" will leave!

Sadly you're just too tired for this. You turn to fall asleep. You decided to ignore her and close your eyes. Besides! "She" never moves from that spot. You hear your lights flicker on and off, before ultimately turning off on you. You don't care anymore. You just want to sleep, and hopefully "she'll" go away.

Suddenly you feel the bed indent on you. You spring awake as you stare into "her" eyes. Those pale and lonely grey eyes. You want to scream, but you just can't! You want to cry for help, but the words slip away from your mind! You want to run, but sadly you're paralyzed in fear.

Then "she" speaks. What "she" speaks will forever put shivers down your spine.

"Can I sleep with you tonight? I'm scared of the thing that's under your bed."