A Short Story : A Story?

Although secure in her makeshift safe house, she was by no means sheltered from the insidious scratching. The scratching was joined with another sound, one not so alarming in tone. It was a baby’s sob, sounding so hurt and in need. All of these things pounded in the girl's mind. What if it was her baby doll? Her baby needed her. She couldn’t reject her little helpless baby.

After a few more minutes of waiting Anna decided to get out of bed and walk down to the food court to see if her father was there. After getting out of bed, Anna found a note taped to her father’s chair that she hadn’t seen before scripted in scribbly letters saying Based on your actions he might come back don’t tell anyone about this and he will come back unharmed. Anna hurriedly found the bag of her clothes that her mother had delivered overnight and pulled on a hot pink mini skirt and a white long sleeve crop top. After getting dressed Anna opened her door and stepped outside, there was no one anywhere to be seen. She continued to walk down the hall and there was still no noise and no one in sight. She walked straight to the elevator and went down to the first floor where the food court should be, but there was no one there either, the hospital had been abandoned and she was sure that the songbook and the object that played her melody the night before were somehow behind it all. She ran back up to her room as carefully as she could trying not to hurt her arm, and once she arrived at the door she grabbed the music book off the desk beside of her bed, tried to flush it down the toilet, and stuffed her cell phone in her bag of clothes that her mom had bought. She was about to pick up her bag when she heard a new melody right outside of her door. La, La, La, La, La, La. La, La, La, La, La. La, La, La, La, La. La, La, La, La, La, La, La. She wanted to see what was making the noise so she carefully opened her door and peeked through the opened crack. There nothing was there! She grabbed her bag of clothes and ran down the steps as quickly as she could but then she heard a voice behind her, “Aaaaannnnnnnnnnnaaaaaaa!!!!” the voice moaned “Aaaaannnnnnnnnnnaaaaaaa it isn’t safe at your house!!!!” said the voice. She spun around and saw a scrawny old man

Suena was walking home and she felt like she was being followed, but she thought it was because of the horror movie she watched the night before. It was about a twenty minute walk for Surena to get home and she often enjoyed but that day she didn’t enjoy it. When she got home there was a note on her fridge from her mother saying she’ll be back in a couple of hours and that there was leftovers in the fridge. She still had that icky feeling that someone was watching her, she kept saying in her head that it was just the horror movie scaring her. Her dog Belle was eating the couch again, when her mom got home she’d be mad. Surena went up stairs to her bedroom and forgot to lock the door that day, when her mother warned her many times before to

She hurried away from the window, fearful that the thing would look up and see her watching. She scurried into the closet and closed her eyes, praying that it wouldn’t get inside. The girl heard feet hit the floor near the window and knew it had entered her tower. She peeked out through the slats in the closet door and gasped at what she saw.

She sat in the chair, taking her hands through her hair, stressed about her new book coming but has had no desire to continue. She looks at the last chapter written days ago thinking of ways to continue the story. She starts writing but continually marks out and starts again. She groans in frustration, laying her head down on the cool glass table. While being in her own world, she hears a quiet tapping coming from her door, assuming it’s the maid she politely tells them that she’s good. The tapping continues and she gets up heading towards the door; opening the door she sees no one, looking leaving the room and waking down the hallway looking around seeing nothing. As she heads back into the room, she sees the papers for her new book all spread out on the table. Knowing someone wasn’t in her room at the time, she makes herself think it’s the nearby draft from the window beside

She walked in the next morning and didn’t see him she was nearly fully dressed. She was so shocked that she lost control and slammed the door. She quickly regretted it. She tiptoed like if she was walking in the room of someone very sick or a stranger. She

The house was dark. All of the windows were paneled with wood, leaving the slightest crack of daylight. However, the sun would soon no longer be in the sky, and the house would be pitch black. While glancing at the windows in the hallway, I heard thundering footsteps rising up the stairs. “Jilliann,” he said forcefully, “Look behind you.” I turned around and saw a little girl standing a foot away from me. She was wearing a long crème dress and all of her facial features were hidden by her knotty black hair. Suddenly, a cloth bag was pulled over my head and I was thrown onto the ground with a powerful knock to the

One night Kaylee’s parents were out with friends as she tried to sleep she could swear she heard movement down in the basement Kaylee being scared thinking it might be an intruder went to go investigate. Before going into the basement Kaylee tried to contact her parents, while trying to contact her parents for some odd reason her calls wouldn’t go through, she soon decided that should would have to check the mysterious sounds that would soon become a

“… But’s that’s all it took. One heartbeat. A blink, a breath, a second, and everything I knew and loved was gone…” Alice Bell, a sixteen-year-old who’s life wasn’t like a typical sixteen-year-old. Normal sixteen-year-old would be out with friends, at parties, having boyfriends, ex boyfriends. But that wasn’t the case with Alice; her over protected father was very strict with her. Alice and her only sister, Emma, weren’t even allowed to be outside when dark approaches. Her dad would patrol the surroundings of the house, with a rifle in hand, and scanning every movement. Her dad talked about the “monsters”, that these “monsters” would feed on you, infect you, and kill you. She thought her father was a lunatic. Although Alice has yet to see the “monsters”, her father did. But the night of her sixteen birthdays, Alice

All her life she had been told never to set foot in the house, yet, she decided not to listen. She shouldn’t have found that place so alluring. Every day, as she returned home, she felt such a pull towards the battered home. A soft voice whispered in her ear, begging her to come in, as if someone needed help. She had always been told never to go in, but she so badly wanted to. After all, the stories she had heard about the house couldn’t have been more than old wise tales told to keep people away. She couldn’t have been more wrong.

She walked over to the door to check it out. When she tried to open the door, but it looked as if she could not get out. So she ran back to her bed and put the covers over her head. Then she felt breathing on the blanket like something was right in front of her. She slowly took the blankets from her head. She looked around the room, but she saw that no one was there. So she slowly walked around her room, when something jumped at her through the window. She was scared to death. She thought to herself it could be a monster; but no it wasn't, it was her brother.

Throwing herself upwards, the girl quickly gathered her sprawled limbs and stood erect; the stiffening noise threatened to clog her throat once more. She could feel herself asphyxiating as the crunching drew closer. I must have left the door open, I must have left the door open, I must have left the door open, repeated in her head like a mantra. Tears began to wash down her face; she quickly wiped them away, hoping the night would mask their tracks. He was approaching.

It’s nothing unusual for Ashton to lie awake at night in the darkest hours with nothing to keep her company, but the deceiving voices in her head and the memories of her past. This night in particular, she finds herself on the cold hard cement floor of her basement with nothing on but her underwear and bra. She doesn’t totally remember how she got there or even why she’s here, but she knows she’s been there for days, and she isn’t planning to move anytime soon. She opens her bloodshot eyes, which feels to her as if they weighed 100 pounds, and looks around and sees herself surrounded by darkness. Feeling herself slipping away, she closes them again and listens to the sounds of the room. Nothing but the howling of the wind and her breathing are the only things she can hear. Her entire body aches from the position she is in, but she has no strength whatsoever and no motivation to move into a better one. Ashton continues to lie there until she falls asleep.

Emma scanned the blueprint another time as she looked over at the large building in front of her. Pulling her legs closer to her, she could feel fletchinder’s eyes scanning the paper as well. Her mask was on and she could feel the pressure as it seemed to tighten in her chest.

Here. Here I was, a lone. It was dark, and cold. I couldn’t breath. Everything that's happened in the last four days, I could’e lived without. Strange things have been happening, my bag was looted, knives were left along the hallway, doors slam when no one is there, and I swear I did not fall down those stairs, I was pushed. But despite this, no one believes me no my best friends, Becca and Jessie, and definitely not my used-to-be-crush-who-asked-out-my-bestfriend-and-not-me, Jackson. But then again, if I wasn’t the one experiencing it all, I wouldn’t believe me either. Right now, a lone, isolated, scared, I wish I never agreed to come to Becca’s family lodge with her, Jessie, and Jackson. I mean I should’ve known, nothing good come out of an old cabin in a desolate area. I couldn’t stop thinking about everything that had happened. How? Who? Who could possibly be doing this? But most of all, why me?