It was around a year ago. I don’t remember what the date was, but I think it was around Halloween. My Grandma and Grandpa was gonna come over around 8:00 P.M. to bring some candy for me, my brother, and my parents.

Throughout the day, I kept hearing strange noises coming from outside. Before I thought it was gonna be a peaceful night, but it turns out it wasn’t. I had a strange vibe consuming me, but I thought nothing of it. I continued with the chores I was given. An hour later, I heard footsteps coming from the kitchen. For a second I thought it was my dog, Isabelle, or Riley. I looked in the room, and nothing was there. At that moment, I thought, “Am I being paranoid? Why are there noises every place I go?” Once again, I thought nothing of it.

Once it reached 7, the noises had grown louder since the past few hours. I thought someone was trying to break in. I went up to my mom and asked, “Mom, have you heard those noises too?” And she replied,

“No, what do you mean?”

I grunted and walked away to continue the last chore on my list. Finally, my grandparents have arrived. I gave them hugs, then told them about the noises. “It’s probably nothing,” said my grandma. My grandpa had a serious look on his face when I told him as well.

After we ate a few pieces of candy, my mom and dad went to bed while grandma went on Facebook to talk to some other people, and grandpa went to sleep on the couch. I laid on the other side of the couch near him, covered up in a blanket. All the candy made me feel a bit sick, so I went to sleep.

Suddenly, I woke up. My heart was pounding quickly, and a voice echoed in the room.

“There are shadows within these walls. They will come, they will rise. They will make sure you are dead.”

I stared at the ceiling, hoping the ‘person’ would leave. A few seconds later, I looked at the wall, spotting a shadow walking by. My heart pounded faster. I remember closing my eyes tightly, wishing I would go back to sleep. After a while, my heart calmed, and I remember waking up at 6:00 A.M. I wondered, “What happened last night? Who was that? Why did that happen?”

It was almost like a shadow was ACTUALLY trying to kill me.

To this day, I still have the same experiences, I wake up, get paralyzed, and then the demons show up. I actually got hurt once. And it all was because of the shadows

  • Richard Cutright

    You switch a lot from past to present tense.

    The best writers in the world use editors. No shame in having someone (or a couple of people) go through your stories before you publish them to catch any errors.

  • Stephanie Reynolds

    It just needed some more development and expansion. It would have been interesting to hear about when he got hurt and what happened. Keep writing!

  • Sarita Tinsley King

    Very anti climatic.