Scary Stories

Topics: Right-wing politics, Left-wing politics, Sleep Pages: 2 (899 words) Published: February 5, 2013
What I'm about to tell you happened only for about an hour I would have to say. After describing the events to a friend he had persuaded me to write about it on this website: nopulse. Here others had posted scary stories that had happened to them and you could comment. I'n my case I was writing this looking for others with similar experiences.

Here's some background about me and where and what at the time. This isn't too vital to know and if you want toskip this paragraph and get to the good stuff then by all means go ahead. For those that would like to know, the location was but familar. I was maybe 10 miles from my house at a bonfire with a few friends. It was after midnight and nearing one o' clock. I remember because that's when our host had to leave and when most party members dissembled. I had intentions on staying at my friend's Uncle's house. His name is David. David an I had never et before but he seemed like a pretty cool guy. The house was a simple two story placed north of the bonfire, close to a road void of other houses. Entering the front door you came upon a vast living room central and to the left, with a small kitchen finishing the floor on the right. Another door on the side of the kitchen looked upon the staircases to the top floor. Here you make a turn to the left and find a bathroom diving two rooms. Both like the other with wide shuttered closets and a bed and lamp and window. This pretty much concludes the house.

It had been some time since I pulled a late night so sleep was rolling over my eyes with much success by the time I climbed the stairs. I went to the right but it had appared that David was sleeping there so I found myself under the covers of the room on the left. My body barely took notice to the sound of David's door closing. Now with a slight grasp on conciousness I heard my name. I didn't respond. I was too tired and wasn't giving up my the great sleep I was about to get. Then I heard a loud, Knock Knock. What did he...
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