User:Bryan Yepez

Tonight I will share with you my greatest fear.

It all started around my age of 8, I lived in Thailand, it was a very beautiful place. It was around the time I got my own room, I was used too sleeping with my parents.

It was exciting at first, but it soon changed too a terrifying feeling indeed.

As I was sleeping in bed I was suddenly awakened by a sound, it wasn't the wind from outside, nor rain, nor just some animal in the trees or gardens. It was the door. Slowly but surely, it creaked open. I assumed my mom or dad was coming to check on me, but it was something much more terrifying. I couldn't see it, but I was sure something was watching me through the creak in the door.

The door bolted open, and something attempted to drag me out of bed,and it succeeded.

My bed at the time was very tall, it even had a sort of slide out bed from underneath, it was like a drawer big enough too hold a mattress. Back to the story: When I was pulled out of bed, my head hit the floor, putting me in a sort of dazed state. My hand reached for a switch on a lamp on the floor. The lamp turned on, and the thing receded from the light, Screeching.I could have sworn I saw smoke coming from no fire.

I ran into my parents room and flopped my self on the mattress on the floor. I quickly fell asleep soon after.

I'm going to skip to 5 days after, where the previous paragraph kept repeating itself.

It was morning, and I was working out a plan to get rid of the thing, I worked out one weakness: light. It burned when exposed to light. If I could just get it in front of a bright light I could get rid of it, or at least keep it at bay.

That night I had a lamp on, and the creature didn't enter the room. But I could hear it outside, scratching against the door ever so faintly. Yearning to come in.

End of The Beginning