the apartment

The apartment

In my old apartment my dog would on occasion look down the hallway towards the bedroom and growl for apparent no reason when I was sleeping in the bedroom, I would wake up with her staring intently at the door and growling she was a big girl being a great Dane at all.

So I was living there for a couple of years of thinking maybe my dog has a good imagination

And one night she proved me wrong I woke up not to the dog growling but all for the barking she was doing when I opened my eyes there was something less then inches away from my face it resembled a person and after a min or so it disappeared and after a while it was gone I flipped out and jumped out of bed and screamed which if you think about is kind of stupid having a late reaction in all that and while this was happening my dog was going wild as well.

After that incident I went to the building manager asked if something happened in my apartment which he said yes he doesn’t mention it much because it might terrify possible tenant according to him there was a woman that died there committing suicide after losing her daughter in an accident after I heard this I packed and moved out of the apartment finding a new one after asking if there are some incidents I need to know before settling in.

DONT ASK!!

Don’t ask

When  I was young I used  to stay at my grandparents house, they had a walk in attic which I was absolutely petrified of and of course I had to sleep in the room pas the walk-in attic. The house was out in the country side was so quite you could always hear if anyone was still up.

I used to have real trouble getting to sleep and would often wake up in the middle of the night afraid to move so I would just lie still. Anyways one night about 3:00 am I woke up in the sound of load steps I was feeling brave that time and I decided to get over this stupid fear of the dark so I whispered under my breath” if there someone there please tell me” and instantly there was with large knocks on my bedroom door and the scary part it came from inside the room I hid under my blanket closed my eyes shut until I fell asleep. 

I promised myself to never ask again

sources

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How babys are made

how baby are made 

It was almost time.

If the humans could see them- the greedy, yearning souls that crowded the hospital, they would scream. After all, they filled just about every spot. The air of apprehension that comes with delivering a child wasn’t really what it was. It was them, eager to live once more. They filled every space, floor to ceiling.

They filled noise.

They screamed, reaching their arms toward the expectant, struggling mother’s room, not wanting to miss their chance. They screamed, wanting to be heard above all others, as though that would make the difference between being born and feeling the sweet taste of life once more, or continuing this state of damnation for a million seconds longer. A billion. None of them wanted that.

So they screamed.

They screamed and screamed and screamed until-

they didn’t.

A human shadow without a human attached. A foul, oppressive stench. They knew the scent well. Blood. The wayward soul sauntered ever closer to the almost-life. Though like canned sardines already, those fearful recoiled against the walls, compressed, not at all willing to try and stop it. Save for some. They refused to let such a soul occupy a pure, untainted body.

But the waves of pure bloodlust emanating off the soul ensured that even the bravest among them backed down. Thousands of desperate, unhappy souls parted like the Red Sea, resentfully resigned to the fact that they wouldn’t be escaping the emptiness of the afterlife- this time.

The violent soul strode gleefully toward the room. The others winced as it entered. Surely, the numerous crimes this soul committed back when it was alive would surely be committed again- this time in a new body.

With little resistance, it made it to the frail flesh first.

And the child was born.

Source

https://www.reddit.com/r/shortscarystories/comments/5xs5cc/birth/