The Demon In My House


I open my eyes and go to reach for my phone, but I can’t move.
I look at my night table and my phones not there.
I look around where but I don’t see anything but a dark figure in the corner of my room but I can’t see who or what it is.
I close my eyes and try to go back to sleep.


I open my eyes and roll over. I can move now.
I get up ans grab my clothes and go to the bathroom so I could have a shower.


I go to get out of the shower but there is a figure.
I thought it was my husband back from work at first but then I saw the horns.
I screamed at the top of my lungs then it disappeared.
I grabbed my clothes and put them on as fast as I could and ram downstairs.
I didn’t know what was going on or what that was but it scared me a lot.


I went home and started cooking my dinner my husband already at work.
I hear the pots and pans clashing together I jumped and turned around fast.
There stood this thing Im not sure what it was but it looked like a goat but it was covered in blood and had really long horns.
“What and who are you?” I asked it.
In the lowest and roughest tone of voice I ever heard it said “I am a demon and satan son.”
As soon as I heard that i got up and ran.


Author’s Note: Sorry I know this is short, bit it’s my first one. I’ll try to make them longer as I continue.

  • IronMosquito

    I’m sorry to say that the author’s note at the end was better than the whole story.

    • Adam Warlock

      Boom!! Roasted!

      • IronMosquito


  • Alice150

    This story was rushed. The grammar needs work. The plot would have been better if there was more detail. The demon topic is interesting. I think if you work more on it this story could be pretty good.