One night, a scuffling noise had disturbed Michael from his sleep and shot bolt upright in his bed...
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Title: A bad situation(you can change it if you want. I just wrote this title because i couldn't think of anything else. BTW, some punctuation might be wrong... im not really sure...And it might be too long... you didnt really give me a word limit...Hope it heps you!!!:))
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One night, a scuffling noise had disturbed Michael from his sleep and shot bolt upright in his bed. He looked around.
'What was that noise?', he wonders to himself. He decided to have a look around. As he was looking for the source of that sound, he heard something else. A different sound.
'scratch...scratch...'
It almost sounded like a hamster trying in vain to run against glass. He would know this sound of course. He used to have a pet hamster that unfortunately disliked him very much.
Maybe it was beacuse he had forgotten to feed him one day. He'll never know.
Just as Michaels had done a complete tour of his room from top to bottom,
'scratch...scratch...'
His heart started beating faster.
He was never one to believe in ghosts but he had just seen Annabelle:Creation alone at 10 pm in the night and this time the scratches were more harsh and frenzied.
'scratch.scratch.scratch.scratch.scratch.scratch...'
The noises were coming again repeatedly.It sounded as if it was coming from all the sides. They were growing in sound as if whoever is making that sound is coming closer to him. For the last kill...
He pushed the thought away.' No one was going to kill him', he thought.
The sounds were getting louder by the second.
His heart was leaping in his throat.
He waited with anticipation as the sounds got closer.
He hadn't moved from the spot. Fear had him paralysed and glued to the spot.
The sounds were very loud now. It was almost like someone was making those sounds in ear and they hadn't bothered with being quiet.
'SCRATCH.SCRATCH.SCRATCH.SCRATCH.SCRATCH.SCRATCH.SCRATCH...'
Then all of a sudden, silence.
It was a unnatural silence and it creeped him out.
He stayed in the same spot refusing to move as he tried to calm his heart. He took a few deep breaths. He then made an effort to move.
Thankfully he could. He took a few steps which rewarded him with pins and needles in his foot.
Just as he thought everything was okay, a spider jumped out of nowhere onto his shirt. He screamed and tried to pull his shirt of. He screamed and screamed as the spider jumped onto him refusing to let go.
Screaming his throat hoarse he woke up.
He was sweating all over and his breath was rapid and his chest was heaving. He calmed down.
'It's just a dream. It's okay. Calm down.', he instructed himself.
Just as he was about to go back to bed, he saw something.
By the windowsill.
A doll...
With braids...
A white frock...
Turning its head...
With a smile...
An evil smile...
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