Horror story collection

"I DONT WHATS WORSE, THE FIGURE OUT SIDE, OR THE ONE IN MY HOUSE"

I should have been studying but instead I was browsing a heap of websites to check for the various black Friday sales. If there was a time to spend a heap of money on things that I didn't need it was this weekend, on top of that I was keeping and eye out on potential items for Christmas, my guilt of the overworked retail staff and delivery drivers out weighed my apprise with cheap goods. I was fully relaxed, usually my family were all doing there separate things and distracting me from whatever I did for fun on the family computer, but this time it was all mine, and I was happily alone . Around me, were various oven cooked quick meals, and a heap of snacks, usually reserved for family movie nights, I was in charge of watching the house while my parents were away, so I took raiding the kitchen as payment for my amazing service. My job is simple, make it look like the house was occupied while the family were gone. There have been a string of supicious behaviors reported around my neighborhood, so my parents wanted to be extra careful. 

Because I was doing the unhealthy habbit of sitting in the dark staring at a brightly lit screen, it was very noticeable when another light entered the room. I turned to see the curtains to the front window glowing, this meant one thing. The motion detector put front had picked up a movement, I turned back, knowing my neighborhood had a number of dog owners, including the neighbor next door Garry who usually cut across our yard rather than weave around his flower arrangements. An annoying habbit, but one we got used to. I turned back and returned to scrolling through many of the sells pages of Amazon when the glow clicked off. However not long after it came back to life , this made me pay more attention, trying to read into the details, when a dog walker strolls past they usually only set off the detector once. If it went of a second time, this meant one thing in my head. The dog was going to poop on the yard. I hated this, as this usually ended up as my job to sort it out as the rest of the family were "squeamish" at the thought, an excuse I could never prove as false. I took this as my chance to catch whoever did this in the act, so I briskly made my way to the window, ready to peak at the culprit. As I pulled the certain aside, I was taken aback at how different the scene in my front yard looked compared to how I imagined it. There was no dog in the yard, but there still was something that seemed to be setting off the sensor. it was a person, a tall adult figure standing ominously in middle of the yard barely illuminated and teetering on the edge of the motion sensor. I stared for a bit wondering what was going on.  I wanted to call out and see if they needed help but I was too irrationally unnerved to get their attention. I settled slowly dropping the curtain and getting back to my computer, hoping they thought that this place was vacant. As I stood there behind the closed curtain the light soon dimmed out, and I took this as my question to leave. However, as I turned the light soon burst to life, once more light up the window.  This time though I jumped back and let out an audible Yelp as I did so. My heart raced. My eyes widened as adrenaline shot through me. Something was different this time. Rather than the light simply lighting up the whole window with a dull glow through the entire curtain, there was a dark spot. In middle of the curtain, was the silhouette of a person, very close to the glass. Looking like they're trying to stare in there was now way they weren't aware I was in there. In a flight or fight response, I burst for the front door to check if it was locked, and to my relief it was. I added the latch to be extra careful and used the safety to be more cautious. My next immediate reaction was to call the police, there was no way I wanted to handle this situation by myself, so I patted down my pockets to which I remembered there were none thanks to the pajama bottoms I stole from my girlfriend, I had no pockets. Which usually meant I left my unattended phone on the computer table I carefully meandered back to the living room pc, but I barely got part way across the room when I stopped, dead, in my tracts. The light from my brightly lit pc monitor was casting a shadow I knew it shouldn't. It was a long shadow of a person standing in the living room, fear set in of the figure had already gotten inside. Out of reflex, I clicked my head around back to the front window, when confusion set in. The silhouette from before is still there, standing eerily still I front of the illuminated windows curtain. I jumped again at the sight of this, since I wasn't expecting it at that time around, and sadly my reaction made a sound, I heard another sound in response, and turned to see the figure in the living room react and started heading in my direction, I gave up any semblance of stealth, and ran to the front door screaming at the person in the house to stop. Wether these two figures were working together or not wasn't my concern at that moment, all I thought was that I felt trapped in my house and in my head. I had a better chance out in the open, outside world than confined in a small house, while unlocking the door the person in the house started screaming back. He screamed at me to stand still and to stop. It was naive of him to think I would listen, this only made me move faster knowing the only way to survive would've to do the opposite of what he wanted. I managed to fumble the front door open, and ran into the darkness outside. The motion light seemed to have clicked off while I was messing with the front door lock. I took a chance and ran to the tall figure outside. Now standing back in middle of the grass.  Once a source of fear now a beacon of hope. If there was a sucpicious person entering my house, than this person would've been someone that might've tried to warn me. I got right up to him and turned back to the front door, now feeling a bit more secure knowing I was with someone. The abnormally slow motion light finally reacted to my movements, and flashed on hitting me in the eyes. When my eyes adjusted, I realized who I was squinting at. Standing in the front door was my neighbor Garry, who my parents gave a bad talking to in case of emergency. He screamed at me over and over a late warning. To stay away from the figure...outside my house. My heart sank deeply into the pit of my stomach. Bile rising in my throat, not just from the realization of panic setting in, but the rotten smell emanating from the figure beside me. I dare not look up at it's face, but seeing the twisted rotting skin on it's hand by it's side was enough to paint the picture that I have made a horrible mistake. I took one last glance at Garry to see how he was going to help me. He just mouthed, I'm sorry and closed the front door. After I heard the front latch click, I picked up a movement, the sounds of a head turning and looking down in my direction, I just carried on staring forward in denial. My veiw of the front door blurring with teary eyes. 

~~I think I did pretty good for a  first story. That took forever to type! I type this two times already! I tried to copy and paste the but it wouldn't do anything, not matter how many times I tried which sucked! Well anyway, I plan on doing more stories in the furture. No I don't own the story it's a creepypasta story. I listened to it on creepsmcpasta's channel, it was only a ten min video, but it took from 7:00pm to 8:40 yeah, though that's not very long at all but what took that long is I keep repeating some parts of the video to get it as accurate as possible. I wanna do more. Should I do more? Not gonna lie I got lazy, but I pushed forward I'm not gonna be a lazy peep and prolong things. It's torture for me lol I'd rather get it done accurately in one run if it's possible, some vids are one hour out there that are good stories if I do end up doing a one hour story that might two days to complete then. Well that's it I'm not going to ramble peace~~|