I begin tucking him into bed and he tells me, ‘Daddy check for monsters under my bed’. I look underneath for his amusement and see him, another him, under the bed, staring back at me quivering and whispering, ‘Daddy theres somebody on my bed’.
My daughter wont stop crying and screaming in the middle of the night. I visit her grave and ask her to stop, but it doesnt help.
After working a hard day I came home to see my girlfriend cradling our child. I didnt know which was more frightening, seeing my dead girlfriend and stillborn child, or knowing that someone broke into my apartment to place them there.
The last thing I saw was my alarm clock flashing 12:07 before she pushed her long rotting nails through my chest, her other hand muffling my screams.
I sat bolt upright, relieved it was only a dream, but as I saw my alarm clock read 12:06, I heard my closet door creak open.
The doctors told the amputee he might experience a phantom limb from time to time. Nobody prepared him for the moments though, when he felt cold fingers brush across his phantom hand.
The heart attack came and went, knocking Mike into unconsciousness, and as he awoke he could hear the graveside service around him. Somehow the casket was translucent to him and he recognized some of his friends, but his body would not move and he realized with terror what death really was.
You hear your mom calling you into the kitchen. As you are heading down the stairs you hear a whisper from the closet saying ‘Dont go down there honey, I heard it too’.
It sat on my shelf, with thoughtless porcelain eyes and the prettiest pink doll dress I could find. Why did she have to be born still?
You get home, tired after a long days work and ready for a relaxing night alone. You reach for the light switch, but another hand is already there.
I kiss my wife and daughter goodnight before I go to sleep. When I wake up, Im in a padded room and the nurses tell me it was just a dream.
Dont be scared of the monsters, just look for them. Look to your left, to your right, under your bed, behind your dresser, in your closet but never look up, she hates being seen.
I wish I could remember whose these people are. They tell me I have Alzheimers.
You mutter the words ‘hey dad’ as you recognize the familiar figure of your father in the reflection of your laptop screen. A personalized ringing signifies a text from your dad, it reads: ‘tell mom I’ll be home late’.
The grinning face stared at me from the darkness beyond my bedroom window. I live on the 14th floor.
I can’t move, breathe, speak or hear and its so dark all the time. If I knew it would be this lonely, I would have been cremated instead.
Neatly laid across my dining room table, I found a dull kitchen knife, a torn, crusty rag, and a Flip video camera which seemed to be recording. I own none of these items.
Attending his funeral today was really scary. It might have been the constant muffled screams I heard or the worry of someone noticing the dirt on my hands.
The last man on Earth sat alone in a room. There was a knock at the door.
To the woman who keeps pounding on my door at night. Im not letting you out.
The doctors discussed pulling the plug today. Why don’t they hear my screaming?
As I sat staring into the mirror, all I could think was that my face didn’t look right. Honestly, this man’s skin doesnt fit well at all.
The monsters closed their eyes. And not a single star in the sky was seen that night.
The egotistical tyrant convinced them all that he was all-powerful, and they accepted it on faith without question, blindly; they had no choice. All except one named Lucifer.
It’s a weird feeling, staring at your own grave. but it’s even weirder when you dig it up and see what lies there.
“I woke up to hear knocking on glass. At first, I thought it was the window…until I heard it come from the mirror again.”
“I just saw my reflection blink.”
“You start to drift off into a comfortable sleep when you hear your name being whispered. You live alone.”
“There was a picture in my phone of me sleeping. I live alone.”
“In all of the time that I’ve lived alone in this house, I swear to God I’ve closed more doors than I’ve opened.”
“They celebrated the first successful cryogenic freezing. He had no way of letting them know he was still conscious.”
“I always thought my cat had a staring problem. She always seemed fixated on my face. Until one day, when I realized that she was always looking just behind me.”
“My sister says that mommy killed her. Mommy says that I don’t have a sister.”
“I never go to sleep. But I keep waking up.”
“The funeral attendees never came out of the catacombs. Something locked the crypt door from the inside.”
“My wife woke me up last night to tell me there was an intruder in our house. She was murdered by an intruder 2 years ago.
“Working the night shift alone tonight. There is a face in the cellar staring at the security camera.”
”I can’t sleep,” she whispered, crawling into bed with me. I woke up cold, clutching the dress she was buried in.
“While lying in bed trying to go to sleep, I heard my dog scratching my bedroom door. As I got up to let her in, I found her sleeping at the side of the bed.”