When I was a child my family moved to a big old two-floor
house, with big empty rooms and creaking floorboards. Both my parents
worked so I was often alone when I came home from school. One early
evening when I came home the house was still dark. I called out, “Mum?” and heard her sing song voice say “Yeeeeees?”
from upstairs. I called her again as I climbed the stairs to see which
room she was in, and again got the same “Yeeeeees?” reply. We were
decorating at the time, and I didn’t know my way around the maze of
rooms but she was in one of the far ones, right down the hall. I felt
uneasy, but I figured that was only natural so I rushed forward to see
my mum, knowing that her presence would calm my fears, as a mother’s
presence always does. Just as I reached for the handle of the door to let myself in to the
room I heard the front door downstairs open and my mother call “Sweetie,
are you home?” in a cheery voice. I jumped back, startled and ran down
the stairs to her, but as I glanced back from the top of the stairs, the
door to the room slowly opened a crack. For a brief moment, I saw
something strange in there, and I don’t know what it was, but it was
staring at me.
Do you have a much creepier story?
ReplyDeleteOK Masa I'll try to find the creepiest story I can! But I can't post anything too gory (bloody) on the blog so it wont be terrifying. :Phil
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