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I never leave the bottom of the bed… Too dangerous usually, but I had to do it, I was starving, no food in days, I saw food and I went for it. I crawled across the ground, seeing remains of a meal of some sort. Suddenly I stopped, I heard a noise that stopped me in my tracks, the wood from the floor creaking. I knew what it was, that terrifying child living above me. The handle started turning, I scanned the room, hoping, praying that there was somewhere I could hide. Then I saw it, the closet was open, a perfect place to hide until the child left the room, I leaped inside and closed the door. Suddenly the door to the room opened, and the child stepped in. The child walked over to the bed and I chilled out. Suddenly I stepped on something and made a loud crack! The child jumped and started walking towards the closet. At this point, my breathing was getting heavy and I looked for places to hide suddenly the door opened. “AAAAAH.” the child screamed and ran towards the door. I never would’ve thought that a child would be scared of me, but I ran to the door to the room, sprinting through the house. I went out the front door to the sounds of crashes, as the parents and child scrambled to find me.

Just a Nightmare by Phoenix Rinta

It’s a late, dark, spine chilling night and I’m Sitting on the couch with my best friend Barry watching my favorite horror movie. I’ve seen it what feels like a million times, yet it still injects that horrible feeling into My mind, as if I were living in its Hellish world Never alone, as if My demise is ahead but I don't realize it yet.

“How long is this movie?” Barry pondered to me and broke my thoughts.

“About two hours.” I respond in a slow voice.

Barry slowly got up and did a stretch as if he was training to be an athlete, “Man, I better get going. Or I'm gonna get home late.” “Ok, come back tomorrow?” I responded in a dull voice. “Sure!” A crack of a smile formed on my tired face.

“See ya!” “-See ya.” Barry echoed back as he walked out the door.

I then realized that I’m now alone. I decided to try to finish some work before bed, so I dragged myself up the stairs and to my desk. I tried to work on my ever-growing math homework, but my face felt like it was melting all over my homework page as I struggled to stay awake. I finally gave up and decided to go to bed. I collapsed onto my Bed like a broom.

I was sitting in my bed then that feeling came back to me. The feeling of Demise. As I felt the sudden urge to look under my bed. Even though I didn’t believe in the idea of what's lurking there that my mind was Picturing. I Creeped Down by the side of my bed. “There’s no such thing as monsters.” I said softly. I lifted the sheet... Nothing. Obviously. I sat down and tried to fall asleep. . . .

I woke up, in a pool of sweat.

I looked around a bit, half asleep. When I could finally see I looked at the time. “3:15am” Then I noticed the Blood Red walls… But I didn't have time to Think before I heard a Scratching sound. I had seen enough not to stick around for this, so I quickly ducked under the bed. I looked at the time once more “3:16am”

Then, I heard IT. The door slowly creaked open. I covered my mouth. I heard footsteps followed by pressure on the bed above. My heart stopped as I felt the bed lean to the side. A pale white arm grasped the sheet. Then IT whispered softly. “There's no such thing as monsters”

My face turned gray. Its eyes locked on to me, its face lifeless. The last thing I saw, was its pale face As It reached out to grab me. I jolted up in my bed. “Phew,” I said in relief. “It was just a nightmare.”

Then I looked at the walls, blood red. I spun toward the clock. It was 3:15am. And just as it struck 3:16.