I heard a knock on the door. Opened it. No one there. Opened a can of soup with Campbell Mushroom Soup on it. Yuk. Went to bed.3 AMWoke up in sweat. Nightmare. Nuclear Explosion.Went to Sleep.
2 Weeks Passed
I heard a knock on the door. Opened it. No one there. Opened a can of soup with Campbell Tomato Soup on it. Deja vu. Went to bed.4 AMWoke up. Felt warm liquids under me. 'Not again!-' I thought. I thought wrong. There was blood. A lot of blood. My heart is racing. Not for long I thought. I closed my eyes. Opened them. Nothing. Nightmare. Went to sleep.
A year passed.
I heard a knock on the door. Opened it. No one there. Cooked soup. Ate it. Deja vu. Went to bed.5 AMWoke up. It was hot. Really hot. Saw a black figure. It disappeared. Something moved in the carpet. I grabbed a chair, next to my bed. I hit it. A loud Shriek. 'What the hell...'- my voice trailed off. Looked around. I was still in bed. Nightmare. Went to bed.
2 weeks passed.
I heard a knock on the door. Opened it. No one there. Ate nothing. Deja vu. Went to bed.6 AMLight shone through the curtains. 'I did it.'- I thought. It's gone. I suddenly felt a cold knife against my throat. "Nothing it is"- said a voice. turned around. A child. My child. My son. "When I knocked on the door and you didn't open it. You kicked me out of the house. Because I was different. Know you will pay. I died that day. And you shall too. I hope you liked my little game of 'What's your supper?'. " He sliced my throat. Blood trickled down my neck, boiling hot tears traced my cheeks. Calamity washed over me. There was no pain. No regret. Just the tranquillity of being. My shut close. Nightmare.
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Sleepless Nights
Short StoryFirst Attempt at a short horror story. A guy hears a knock on the door, finds no one there and it repeats itself a few times. Each encounter worse than the previous one. Read it, won't take long. I promise)
