It was around four o’ clock in the morning when I heard it. I had been on the phone with my friend when the sound of something moving behind my dresser caught my attention.
“Hush,” I whispered.
“What?” Carolyn whispered back.
“I… think there’s something in the room with me. Be quiet.”
I listened. The back of the dresser faced a corner and I could hear something moving around in the space behind it. This corner also happened to be the same corner that I kept my bat in. This bat also happened to be my only defense I had against intruders.
Whatever it was had to be smaller than a person but bigger than a squirrel judging by the space it was in and the amount of noise it was making. I slowly walk across the room, not taking my eyes off of the dresser, then make my way down the stairs. I open the door to let a cat in to see if they can hear the same things I’m hearing. The cat that rises to the cause is our orange tabby foster cat, Katnip. She runs up the stairs and I slowly follow behind.
“I’m scared,” Carolyn whispers.
“Why are you scared? You’re not the one in the room with an unidentified animal,” I hiss.
The cat examines the corner for a moment and then to my surprise, turns away. I decide to man up and look in the corner myself only to find nothing out of the ordinary. I take the bat out of the corner. What could have been making that noise? Did it go somewhere else when I went down stairs? But the cat doesn’t notice anything. Maybe I’m just hearing things. I reassure Carolyn that it was probably nothing and continue our conversation from before.
It was really late but my nerves were too high to try and sleep so I decide to do a late night organizing spree. Still on the phone with Carolyn, I start to take down some old artwork from my wall while the cat sits at my heels. That’s when I saw some movement out of the corner of my eye near the bed.
I look over to see my shoes being slowly being pulled under my bed. There is a bed sheet hanging off of the mattress so I can’t see what is pulling them but I don’t need to, to know that I needed to get out of there.
I hang up the phone and race down to my parent’s room.
“There’s something in my room,” I say urgently.
My dad shoots up out of bed. “What’s in your room?”
“I don’t know it’s just something- I heard it making noise then it pulled my shoes under the bed! Just come on!”
I lead the way back to my room and he starts to search the room while I recount the story in more detail. He searches for ten minutes or so only to find nothing.
Where did it go? There was definitely something here. I closed the door on the way out so it couldn’t have gotten out unless it was intelligent enough to open doors. I don’t know what to think at this point.
My dad leaves the room and says that we’ll talk about it in the morning. I look back at my phone and see its blown up with messages from Carolyn. I text her that I’m fine and turn off the lights. I’m more confused than scared at this point. If there really was something here then how did it get in and where did it go? If there really wasn’t anything then what does that say about me? Am I loosing it?
Oh man, I would have peed myself if I were you. I definitely wouldn’t have slept in that room. Like pulling something? I immediately would ditched the thought of an animal and went straight to some demonic monster or presence. But that’s kind of funny because I don’t even believe in ghosts or anything supernatural presence. But yeah, a very interesting piece. It really gave me the sense of ghost stories you can read online, those less definite and more speculative. Nice work!
I am shook. Mostly because I listen to true scary stories on YouTube and there was this one where this guy was hiding under this girl’s bed. The whole time reading this I was waiting for you say you found a person or something. I’m glad you didn’t though and I’m glad you’re safe. I really enjoyed reading this, it really built up a lot of suspense for me.
This story had me captivated, and I’m left wanting to know more.
All i can say is Aliens. Has to be. Or it was a ghost, you always had a problem with those even so though you’re alive and that’s all that matters. Also nice read it gave me really spooky vibes and got my attention immediately all the way to the end which is always fantastic skill for a author to have.