User:SlenderKittyWritesCreepyPasta

Have you ever had bunk beds? Or even two separate beds in your room but you only used one? When I was 6 I had a bunk bed and I slept on the top bunk. Every night it got really dark… And I would always hear and feel someone moving around on the bottom bunk, I would turn the lights on and look but no one was there…. When I turned 8 we moved to a small town called Upton Park, I forgot all about the phantom moving on the bottom bunk… until I was 3 weeks from my 9th birthday that is. I was sleeping when I felt a breath on my neck, it was really cold and spelled like something died a thousand years ago, I turned back to look at it and I saw a black shape dart back to the wall and disappear so I just laid there pretending to be asleep. It came back the next night although it just sat in my rocking chair, rocking back and forth and I sneaked a peek at it. Oh god I will never forget its face… At first it looked like a shadow man, then my eyes adjusted to the darkness, its face was grotesque, the mouth was ripped open with slits in the cheeks practically to the ears, a permanent smile, its eyes were pure black and he cried blood, his nose…. His nose looked like it was ripped off, there was no skin covering the spot his nose was…. He just sat there, rocking back and forth, staring at me with that grotesque smile and those endless black eyes, and in a second he was on me, choking me I tried screaming but it didn’t work. I started kicking at everything and eventually knocked my lamp off breaking it and causing my mum to wake up and check on me. We left the house that day and I’ve never been back, Is it still alive? Or did someone finally kill it? I wish I knew that answer…