Category : Stories

Sub Category : Horror

I can't sleep. I hear tapping on the left side of my bed. Right after dad left after tucking me in, it started. I'm afraid to check. Is it a monster? 
I don't want to ruin the bed which Dad tucked around me. I don't even want to roll over, either... What if the whom under comes up behind me on either side? It has long nails...or claws. I gather the courage to check. I lean over the edge, peering as quick as possible at anything under there. 
Two huge oily holes flick open as I look. I immediately sit up in my bed, breathing heavily, and let the adrenaline rush through me.
The tapping stops. It has finally gotten my attention. The ambience turns into scraping. I open my mouth to let out a scream, and my parents rush into the room less than twenty seconds later. 
"What's going on?!" My father exclaims, eyes wide alert. I point under the bed, whimpering. He leans down, sighing with disappointment. He gasps a few seconds later, which is met with muffled screaming. I see his feet swinging in the air! I look over the bed to see tentacles wrapped around him, dragging him underneath the bed. I scream and cry. It all seems so fast... A few moments later, blood begins to flow from underneath the bed. At this moment in time, I recall what I've been doing to a classmate, wore black clothes, had pits under her eyes, carried around a book wrapped in tape... 
I had bullied this girl a lot. That book... Was not a school book. Its a portal. Isn't it? These are just natural ten-year old assumptions, but is it true? Was this my punishment? I loo down at the blood on the floor as something presses on my back. It is sharp. Really sharp. It presses harder and harder until it impaled my chest. 
Then I woke up. I reluctantly check underneath the bed, which is much easier to see under with the morning sun. Nothing's there. I remind myself to apologise to the demon at school today, play nice... For my family's sake.