Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-25891880-20150112215719

"There's someone else here..."

The old man got up from his bed. He was awoken by hunger and thirst. That's only because he hadn't eaten a meal for dinner. It was in the middle of night, sometime at 2 in the morning. He made his way downstairs to the kitchen silently, careful not to wake the children. He decided to make a sandwich with mustard and cheese. As he finished making the sandwich, he grabbed a soda bottle from the refrigerator. He ate his midnight snack on the couch, when he then heard a noise. It was the dog. He proceeded to sit on his lap. As petted the dog with his messy mustard covered hands, he grew tired. He carried the dog back to his little dog basket where he then fell asleep in his cushioned little home. The old man then made his way up the stairs ever so silently, and made his way back into the attic.

When the mother and father who owned the house woke up in the morning, they went to examine the security cameras they had just installed 2 days before. They finally found out who was taking their food and messing up the kitchen. They called the police and they were there in no more than five minutes. When they got there, they went into the attic to find a small old bed where the old homeless man slept, with his corpse laying on it. The only thing strange that the police told them were that he homeless man had been living there for over 4 months... but died 2 weeks before the cameras had been set up...

'''I hope you guys enjoyed this creepypasta. If you think I didn't do well with grammar or the story itself, please feel free to comment your opinions, as this is only my second creepypasta. Note that I hope you at least make your criticisms sound more like "advice" than "criticism" :)'''

'''God help me what you're going to comment this time because my last creepypasta was terrible... xD''' 