Nightmares: A collection of short horror stories

The Awakening

It was a dark night. The wind was blowing in the air and the trees were knocking on my mothers window.

I was just a boy at the time an average 13 year old unaware of the moments I was going to experience.

I was in my mother's room giving her a massage just minding my own business I felt the brush of cold air grasp my arm, it felt like a kiss of death soft and cool, but just enough to make you shiver.

The dogs were barking outside and I heard a creeking outside "eeeerrrrrr" the dogs barks got louder and turned into growls next thing I know I hear a gun shot, one, two, three bam! bam!

as I rose, my mother told me to bring the dogs inside she told me to hurry in a panicked voice I could tell she was scared because I was just as afraid. As I ran to the back door I saw my father waking up asking what happened I told him that there were gunshots and I was bringing the dogs in he got up and ran for the drawer where he kept his gun "only for emergencies" he would say. 

Next, I hear screaming from my brothers room as soon as I got there he was gone with the window broken and  a note laying on the floor saying "I'm in" I heard a thump in the living room and my heart dropped as foot steps came down the hall.

The door screeched louder than a panicked scream, my face grew hot as I stood there ready for whatever came through that door. The door finally opened and I sighed in relief as it was my father saying to gather my things and that we have to go, as I ran to my room I heard fighting for a while and later.. a gunshot.

My heart sank and I was paralyzed, I felt my stomach curl up in a knot and closed my eyes for a split second "inhale, exhale" I said faintly. Once I regained the ability to move I ran to see what that gunshot was and there I found him, my father, on the floor.. bleeding out, he was shot in the chest I picked him up and as he was dying in my arms he said, "Mo.. mo" then before he could finished, his last breath left his mouth I started to cry, I screamed so loud I'm sure every neighbor turned on their lights to see what was wrong, what was he saying? While I sat there,  I found a note on him saying "in a small dark room with clothes check there and you'll see my shadow" I checked every closet in the house but nothing! Then, I came across my mother's closet I opened it and I saw a shadow I turned around and there she was, my mother hanging from the ceiling!

In my mind I was screaming and shouting but outside all I can do was cry I tried to call the cops but the line was cut  then I remembered my fathers dying words, "mo... mo" he was trying to tell me it was my mother. I had no way of reaching anyone for help, my mother dropped down from the ceiling and rushed towards me, I was ready to fight back then I heard a snap and she stopped in place and in that moment i heard a deep, smooth voice "scared yet? You should be because you're next. Turn around and you'll see" I slowly turned around I saw him. The killer. He had long hairs slender figure and a creepy smile on his face he walked towards me with his smile getting more and more insidious than before and again, I was paralyzed I couldn't move, I couldn't even think it was at that very moment I accepted everything and was ready to die by this man, but then I felt my hands move, they formed a fist from all the anger, all the hardship I've gone though in a span of one hour and the closer the man got, the angrier I became. He threw my mother to the wall with a flick of his hand then he reached out his arms ready to grab me and without thinking I punched him straight across the face and ran.  I ran down the hall and found my fathers gun on the floor I had a slight Idea on how to use it from video games, but I knew the reality of it all, this isn't a video game.

I picked up the gun and it was already loaded, as the killer saw me, he came closer and closer and without hesitation.. I shot. I shot him in the leg and he fell to the ground in pain he dropped his weapon and started yelling, it was a demonic scream that could scramble your brains, it didn't take a genius to figure out this wasn't just a man, he was able to control my mother with a snap of a finger and throw her by waving his hand so how can a normal gun shot cause this much pain to him? His screams become louder and louder I yelled "shut up! You caused me enough Pain tonight, it's your turn!" I finally aimed and shot the last bullet straight to his chest ending him, ending the pain he caused me, ending the worst night of my life and as soon as I dropped the gun, his head clocked up looking more and more sinister than before, his eyes were glowing red and his mouth had sharp teeth sticking out he screamed, "YOU CAN'T KILL ME, HAHA YOU CAN'T KILL ME" he got up and started walking towards me and as panicked as I was I had a hard time picking up the fun I have dropped. Drool was coming from his mouth as he got closer and closer to me, I managed to pick up the gun and shoot him again. One, two, three shots straight to his chest, but he kept walking, his face growing more and more sinister with every step, he managed to get close enough to grab both my arms, the look in his eyes told me everything, this was a damned soul, tarnished and hellbent on causing as much suffering as he could his mouth opened up and he was ready to eat me full, I closed my eyes and surrendered to my killer, I surrendered to the one who could end all this suffering, but I snapped out of the self pity, raised the gun up and took one more shot straight to the head.
His head burst open and my entire body got wet from whatever came out of him he fell to his knees and then straight to his stomach, but my paranoia wouldn't let it rest, was he really dead? Could he be dead? And was it that easy to kill him? I couldn't move... I was freezing up a lot that night then I fell to my knees, but this time I held the gun to my chest just in case, and in the glimpse of darkness there was... silence then everything snapped back to reality and I heard my surroundings. I could hear the wind blowing, the dogs howling, the crickets chirping, it was like in that moment I couldn't hear anything, but him, it was like I was transported to a different dimension where he was in control then in the midst of it all, I heard a knock on the door and saw red and blue lights flashing outside, finally, some help.

As I opened the door a young officer stood at the door, he looked about 28-29 years old, mustache covering most of his lip and his buzzed, he said "we got multiple reports of a disturbance at this address, is everything okay?" I stood there shocked and said "um yeah, I think it's okay now." He looked down and gave me a concerned frown, then I realized I still had the gun in my hand and I was covered in what looked like blood, the officer grew more and more concerned
"What's the gun for?" He said
"Home invasion, I was able to kill the invader"
"Is that the invader on the ground?"
I looked back, but the man wasn't there, just my father covered in a pool of his own blood. I started to panic as the officer stared blankly at me.
"N.. n.. no, that's my dad, the invader got him."
"May I come in?" The officer asked
"Sure" I said, "come on in"
The officer walked inside, boots pounding hard on the wooden floor, he searched around the house, but everything was back to normal, my mother as well as my brother were asleep, but woke up due to the pounding of the officers boots my mother came outside of her room and screamed as she saw my father laying on the ground the officer turned around as she held my father in her arms crying, "WHAT DID YOU DO?" She was looking directly at me, "YOU KILLED HIM! YOU KILLED HIM" she screamed louder and louder the officer drew his gun and aimed it directly at me, "Drop the gun and down on the ground, NOW!" I was shocked, I couldn't believe was happening, I said "this is a misunderstanding! The killer was right here on the floor!"
"I said on the ground, now!"
I dropped the gun and fell to my knees, I was too shocked to think. As the officer came closer to me, I felt my hands form a fist again, it grew more and more tense the closer he got and in a demonic voice I shouted "NO" I punched the officer and he flew back, my mother started screaming for me to get out and as I turned to her I saw myself in the mirror: Tall arms with a slender figure and a growing sinister smile the closer and closer I got to her.