In bed I weep,
Trying to fall asleep.
Creek..Creek..Creek
Claws dig into my bed,
Not a word is said
When I begin to raise my head.
Scratch..Scratch...Scratch
I go back down back down,
Careful not to make a sound,
A dreaded feeling creeps below, down my spine and to my heart with a heavy pound.
A voice calls out, old and cold with a shiver in each word spoke.
" Hello my dear, ah don't worry my sweet your time is near"
As he smiles ear to ear.
I pull my blanket above my head, hiding my eyes,
A shaking feeling I will never deny.
My voice shuddering in fear
"Go away sir, I have nothing to give"
The voice now close than before it seems.
"Oh..but my dear you have much to give from your icy blue eyes, to your long silky hair, and your heart that beats with fright"
Creek..Creek..Creek
In bed I weep,
If only I could fall asleep.
I guess it's my time to say goodnight.
YOU ARE READING
The Dark Files
Horrora place with stories to make you shake, that will make your spine shiver. your mind race with trouble sleeping at night. there will be several different horor stories here none like the one before each will strain a new fear and nightmare.
