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Afraid of the dark?
A crash of thunder caused her to sit up quickly in bed. [e/c] orbs wide, and heart racing. Her once sound sleep was disturbed by the storm outside, and the terrifying feeling of being watched. Her eyes swept across the room, a brief flash of lightning illuminated the room.
From what she could tell, everything was normal. Looking around once more, she noticed her closet door was open. Frowning, she tried to remember if she did in fact close it or not. Shrugging the thought off, she tossed her sheets to the side and got out of bed.
A loud crack of thunder rang and the young female stared at the window. She wasn't scared, just unamused at the fact that such a thing woke her. With a sigh, she slowly walked over to the closet.
A low click was heard as she closed the door, another sigh leaving her lips. Playing with the fabric of her nightgown, the girl made her way back to the warmth of her bed.
CRASH!
Stopping, the young [h/c]-ette looked at the door that lead out of her bedroom. A sudden crash in the middle of the night, during a raging thunderstorm. It made the girl curious, and so she grabbed her cellphone and made her way out of her room.
Her steps were silent, nonexistent even. She could hear something downstairs, in the kitchen. It sounded like something was moving. A gentle patting sound, like that of shoes, could be heard. She lived alone. Frowning, the girl took her cellphone and began to call the police. Just as she was about to press the send button, lightning illuminate the house and she saw something that made her blood run cold.
A pair of ruby red eyes.
They watched her, and as another flash of lightening hit, she saw it was a man. She looked him up and down, making her even more terrified. The man was covered in blood, and he held an even bloodier baseball bat with nails in it. His sunglasses rested atop his head.
He smirked. She flinched.
Gripping her cellphone, the girl ran for her room. She was quick, making it there before the man even got halfway up the stairs. She locked the door, and quickly recalled the police.
Just as the kind voice of the dispatcher reached her ears, the girl dropped her phone and screamed.
He was there.
Outside her window.
Her phone vibrated.
1 New Message
From: Unknown
You and me are gonna have a fun night, [Name].
You will be.
A crash of thunder caused her to sit up quickly in bed. [e/c] orbs wide, and heart racing. Her once sound sleep was disturbed by the storm outside, and the terrifying feeling of being watched. Her eyes swept across the room, a brief flash of lightning illuminated the room.
From what she could tell, everything was normal. Looking around once more, she noticed her closet door was open. Frowning, she tried to remember if she did in fact close it or not. Shrugging the thought off, she tossed her sheets to the side and got out of bed.
A loud crack of thunder rang and the young female stared at the window. She wasn't scared, just unamused at the fact that such a thing woke her. With a sigh, she slowly walked over to the closet.
A low click was heard as she closed the door, another sigh leaving her lips. Playing with the fabric of her nightgown, the girl made her way back to the warmth of her bed.
CRASH!
Stopping, the young [h/c]-ette looked at the door that lead out of her bedroom. A sudden crash in the middle of the night, during a raging thunderstorm. It made the girl curious, and so she grabbed her cellphone and made her way out of her room.
Her steps were silent, nonexistent even. She could hear something downstairs, in the kitchen. It sounded like something was moving. A gentle patting sound, like that of shoes, could be heard. She lived alone. Frowning, the girl took her cellphone and began to call the police. Just as she was about to press the send button, lightning illuminate the house and she saw something that made her blood run cold.
A pair of ruby red eyes.
They watched her, and as another flash of lightening hit, she saw it was a man. She looked him up and down, making her even more terrified. The man was covered in blood, and he held an even bloodier baseball bat with nails in it. His sunglasses rested atop his head.
He smirked. She flinched.
Gripping her cellphone, the girl ran for her room. She was quick, making it there before the man even got halfway up the stairs. She locked the door, and quickly recalled the police.
Just as the kind voice of the dispatcher reached her ears, the girl dropped her phone and screamed.
He was there.
Outside her window.
Her phone vibrated.
1 New Message
From: Unknown
You and me are gonna have a fun night, [Name].
You will be.
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This is what happens when I read a bunch of stalker stories on nosleep.
Damn it, reddit. Look what you made me do.
The quote was something I saw on a different story, and it caught my interest. And then I wrote this.
-Disclaimer-
2P! America and Hetalia belong to Hidekaz Himaruya
The picture belongs to the artist. (I do not claim it)
You belong to 2P! England (Ollie will keep you safe, poppet)
The quote (if you can call it that) belongs to whoever said it.
I only own the story.
Damn it, reddit. Look what you made me do.
The quote was something I saw on a different story, and it caught my interest. And then I wrote this.
-Disclaimer-
2P! America and Hetalia belong to Hidekaz Himaruya
The picture belongs to the artist. (I do not claim it)
You belong to 2P! England (Ollie will keep you safe, poppet)
The quote (if you can call it that) belongs to whoever said it.
I only own the story.
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HOLY FUCKIN' SHIT NO!!!