Under the bed

Under the bed

A Story by Stella

I searched for my pen under my bed

I was writing a short story for my account. I don’t like to write in my phone immediately, so I do a draft.

I always use my handy copybook and a blue pen.

So I wrote a short story about creatures called Bloodwolves, I have heard about them in my school from some classmates. They heard about Bloodwolves since some of their family members died in strange ways that made their grandparents suspect about this creatures.

It was late at night, I have been a night owl since I could remember. I have always prefered night than day, mostly because it’s much more quite and there’s no sun. I have always hated the sun.

I checked the clock, it was already three twenty five am.

I kept writing. It was very silent. I have heard about scary things that happened at three am, that made me paranoid. So when my door cracked and opened slowly, I had taken my knife, which I had in case of emergency. But it was only my dog coming to visit me.

I had been distracted, so my pen fell under my bed.

I searched for it, putting my hand in the dark under my bed.

That’s when I felt it, something touched my hand.

I was very scared in that moment.

But as soon as it came, it disappeared.

I know that I’m haunted by some kind of demon, that’s why I never take my chain with a medal of a saint. Because of I do, something will come for me.

© 2018 Stella

Author's Note

Ignore grammar problems, what do you think is haunting me???

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Added on February 9, 2018
Last Updated on February 9, 2018
Tags: Search, pen, horror, mystery, story, shortstory, bed, scary, scare, trauma



Hogwarts, Gryffindor, United Kingdom

I'm a young writer, that her words are better written than spoken... my name is Stella Loreley and I love Harry Potter!!! more..

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