Category : Stories

Sub Category : Horror

I live alone in a house. A house to small to have me and my feelings on it. All I have and need are paperwork and money. I don't need a big house. I don't need people. The only person that is welcome is him. I actually wouldn't call him a him. It might not be Him. So it's name is it. A fadish grey creature who only talks to me. He whispers in my ears what to say. Most of the time they are unfriendly actually never kind. I don't need anything but money, food, and it. It's the only thing welcome in this house. No flies, no dust, no cockroaches, and no spiders just it. It told me one day I'll get to actually touch him. Soon. Very soon. I have never done anything to it, so why would it do anything to me?