The Television
I ripped open the cardboard box. Shuffling through the clothes, pulling out a shirt and shorts.
I sighed."I hated moving, to much packing and unpacking". I grumbled under my breath.
After putting the clothes on I sat down and turned on the tv.
Static erupted onto the screen. I sighed again, getting up and smacking the tv.
I had payed for the cable, it should be working already.
The screen went black. I gasped and jumped back. In the middle of the screen was a young girl, with long black hair. Her head was twisted to an unnatural position.
Her mouth was moving, like she was saying something. Whispers echoed threw the room.
"Y-You're" The girl paused.
"Going to d-die" The screen went black once again. Then the lights in the room went off.
I was surrounded by darkness. I heard gurgling behind me. A plop of wet footsteps. Plop, plop, plop. Then I heard scratching. A scream of pain was heard. I slowly turned around. Fear ran through my whole body. Hairs standing on end.
"Bye-Bye!" The little girl from the screen screeched.
