User:ShadowKnight64

Help Me

-Thomas Detmer



              When I was 7 years old, my family and I had moved into a house that had been found right in our price range. On our first tour, the house looked good for the most part, except for the basement. It was big and had a bathroom and…. A closet. My family thought it could be used greatly for storage, but when we had bought the house… we had never used it. On the night of my 8th birthday, me and a couple friends got together for a sleepover and around 10:00, I happened to be close to the basement stairs when I needed to use the bathroom. My dad was sleeping and my mom had been out for work. Without telling anyone where I was going, I briskly walked downstairs towards the toilet and started to go. The bathroom had been located right next to the closet. As I went, a large bang had slammed onto the door and a whisper had been screamed,” HELP ME!!!” My urine had flown everywhere and I quickly ran upstairs in a shrieking face. My friends were playing my Wii and looked at me as I had begun to cry. No one would believe me. Billy, my best friend, came up to me.” What’s the matter?” I shrugged it off and went to sleep on the couch and pretended it was a bad dream….BANG! Everyone heard it this time. We sprinted downstairs to see what had happened. When I arrived, the same bang had happened from the same door, except, the door was opened. The smell was vulgar. My friends stood back as I walked inside. I flipped the switch of the light and immediately looked up with a horrific face. From the ceiling hung a noose with Billy, stripped naked, hanging. A large slit had been made down his stomach and a piece of paper had been lodged into it, having his organs spilled onto the floor with some hanging out. I took the piece of paper out to read “Help me”. The door suddenly slammed on me leaving me and Billys corpse alone. Suddenly, Screaming came from outside the room. My friends were being murdered by the unknown, and all I could do was sit and listen as i pounded on the locked door. Soon, blood oozed from the crease under the door. The screaming stopped. As i listened, I was thrown back as the door was thrown open. A figure with no feet and no face lunged at me with what I made out as a blade. I kicked, punched and screamed at the creature untill I had a good distance away.I sprinted upstairs towards the back door. As I approached the door, the creature hurled the blade at my lower right leg and i stumbled over. My instincts left me no choice. The creature lunged at me one more time as I pulled the blade out and stabbed it. It had dissapered in a cloud of dust. What was left was a piece of paper. I grabbed the paper and read the word "Leave".