INITIAL STORY BY SHELLEY

that night i kept hearing scratchy scratches *in my hallway*. i would look through my peephole and it would be in the darkness. i 1would get scared when i would go in there and the scratching would stop. 2
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STORY #1 (18 tweets, 6 participants)

that night i kept hearing scratchy scratches *in my hallway*. i would look through my peephole and it would be in the darkness. i 1would get scared when i would go in there and the scratching would stop. 2 But, I didn't had the courage to move. My feet where clued to the floor. *scratch scratch*, I heard again. 3 I was frozen. The room felt oppressing as the hairs on my body rose with the goosebumps on my skin. The scratching seemed closer than before. 4I could feel my heart beating in my chest. I heard a creak and a voice. It said something I couldn't understand, but I 5could hear it now. The growling came from the corner of the room. It said again, 'Please, I don't know what you are doing, as if 6something is watching you. I am the creature. I am the creature and I will keep you safe.' I could not move. 7 While it kept soothing me “safe, safe....” it began to wrap me slowly in a spider silk-like thread. I nearly fainted with panic but then 8 saw a dark shadow forming behind the creature and realised what it wanted to keep me safe from. Was it too late? 9 That was the last thought that echoed in my mind as I was enveloped in darkness. The scratching noises and wrapping sensation ceased, but the oppressive sensation I felt ever since I entered the room turned sinister. 10I ran into the darkness and saw that the entity was moving towards me. I wanted out. I wanted to get to my bed. I felt 11my eyes slowly water from being burned. I heard it then louder and louder. I backed away from the creature and started to run. I heard 12the high pitched voice of the creature scream. 'Don't be sad, Daddy!' 13 Could it be... could it be my son who died several years ago? I admit it, I was a bad father. I had some alcohol issues at the time, and I14 signed up my son for a research experiment to earn a few bucks. Everything went fine for a few months, until one day they told me he had an15 accident and died. The body was unrecognizable, and there was nothing to do but accepting the money and shut up. But now.. 16. I was going to die. 17 The azure blue of the Sky fascinated me. Like the eyes of a beloved friend. 18

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