Category : Stories

Sub Category : Suspense/Mystery

I rested in my bed feeling happy and safe for once..
Could it possibly all end? just because of the lights? 
"Will my suffering finally end?" I thought to myself.
"Daddy, you shouldn't turn the lights on."
"It wastes electricity!" I heard a voice.
"Why?" I cried in agony.
I saw her crawling like a monster, she put her hands on the wall and printed a bloody little hand on my wall,
She reached for the light switch and turned the lights off.

I screamed as loud as i could.
My wife and daughter came quickly to check up on me.
"Daddy, what's wrong?" Cassie asked me.
"Just a nightmare, I'm fine, Cassie."
"Don't worry, darling, go do your homework." My wife said to her.
As soon as she left i began crying.
My wife gave me a hug.
"Kevin, What happened?" 
"I saw her again" I said.
"Listen, I know you don't want to do this, but you have to, believe me i don't think you're crazy. you are not crazy,
But sometimes you just have to check up on your health, it's all for you, kevin, I'm doing this because i care about you" she said calmly.
I understood that she wanted me to see a psychologist.
"But.. no it's not going to help" i said.
"Trust me, it will, please just listen to me and everything will be fine" She said while printing a kiss on my cheek.

The psychologist gave me some pills,
I didn't believe I'll get any better.
That night, i took my pills, And i went to sleep, I left the lights on, my wife was right beside me, i felt kind of safe because i wasn't alone.
The next morning, i woke up.
I was alone, my wife went to work, and left me a message.
"I left you the food on the stove, if you felt in danger, call me, I'll be here in a minute."
It said.

I felt energized, i slept very well, i had a meal and i thought I'm getting better for a moment.
I got out of the house and walked a little in the sun, then i decided I'll visit Mr.Spencer.
I kept walking and when i almost got there, i heard "You can't abandon me again, daddy. I'll find you" 
I panicked and reached Mr.Spencer's house running.
I knocked on the door quickly but no one opened, I knocked again and again until the door got opened.
I entered the house slowly.
"Mr.Spencer, where are you?" i shouted.
"I knocked alot.." i talked as i entered his room.
I found him laying on the ground with a knife in every inch of his body.
Blood was all over the room.
"MR.SPENCER?" I yelled in horror.
I remembered my wife's message, 
I should call her.. but my phone?
where's my phone..?

I ran out of his house, i ran and ran and ran until i found myself in front of my wife's job (Cassie's School).
I got in running, i screamed my wife's name, crying and panicking.
"What's wrong with you?" I heard a harsh voice asking from behind me.
"I just want to talk to my wife." I turned around to see a teacher.
"You are Mr.Kevin, aren't you?" she asked.
"Yes" i answered.
"She's upstairs" She said then she left.
I was heading to the stairs when a little girl came up to me.
"Daddy?" She said.
I ran to the stairs screaming my wife's name, again.
When i reached upstairs i saw a bunch of little girls, they were all similar to the girl i saw, pale and scary, cold stares.
All saying "Daddy."
I screamed and ran everywhere until something hit my head and i fainted.

"Dad!" I woke up to Cassie calling my name.
"Uh.. Cassie, yes? where's your mom?"
"Why were you screaming?" she asked.
"N..nothing.." I said to her.
"Don't tell me it's a bad dream, again!"
"No honey.."
"Mom is in class B by the way.." she left.
I went to meet my wife.
"Kevin, why did you do that? didn't i tell you to call me?" she yelled at me.
"I forgot my phone.."
"You embarrassed us.. I mean.. it's not you're not an embarrassment, but what you did is!" She said.
"I'm sorry, I just found my best friend dead.. and it was shocking for me.."
"Mr.Spencer, he was a kind man" i said sadly.
"I'm sorry." She said while holding my hand.
I got an idea.. i had to know what's that..
I don't know why and how but i have to know about the creepy door, in my house, i have the right to know what it is!
I called the house's pervious owner and set up a meeting where we can talk about it.
"Maybe it's the reason he sold the house...." I thought to myself.