Story with starting line - Footsteps slowly creaked on every step of the stairs. The bedroom door handle turned slowly.
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Footsteps slowly creaked on every step of the stairs. The bedroom door handle turned slowly. I pulled my sheets over myself fully covered in it rolled like a burrito. My hear was beating so fast that I thought it was almost audible. My hands started sweating as I was really nervous. I've been having the same dream for a few weeks now. and I'm not sure if it's a sign to something but there's one thing that I'm sure of. I always get the creeps when I have this dream. But the dream always stops when I hear the foot steps at my door. Today was no different or at least that's what I thought. I usually wake up when the door handle starts rattling but this time. the door handle actually opened and that is what scares me the most. I couldn't differentiate dream and reality anymore. I had a very bad feeling about it. I could hear the soft footsteps taht were slowly approaching me. I was getting more scared as each second passes by. I started feeling anxious. Just as I saw a hand above my sheets I closed my eyes very tight hoping all of this would end. I could literally feel their presence beside me. I was hoping to wake up, I wanted to. And I did. Gasping for air. woke up out of that nightmare. I could feel the relief washing over me as I finally relaxed...
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Footsteps slowly creaked on every step of the stairs. The bedroom door
handle turned slowly. Me, Lisa and Gary were peeking through a small crack
in the bathroom door. Footsteps. Taps running. I saw someone walking
heavily; it wasn’t Ellie-May; so who was it? The person disappeared. Where
did it go...Was she behind me? “I’m scared now.” “Lisa Gary did you see
that!”I whispered. “What Morgan,” Gary replied.
“Did you see that person disappear?”I exclaimed
I had no reply, just silence. All I could hear was the sea crashing with the
rocks. I saw the person; it had blood-shot eyes. Where did it go? “Where did
who go?”Said Gary and Lisa. “Jinx!”Gary and Lisa shouted. I could hear heavy
footsteps again. Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Someone is there but I can’t see
it... Who is it? I`m going to keep asking myself. There was a soft knock at the
bathroom door.
I went out of the bathroom. No one was there. A knock again. Who was it? I
peeked through the crack. “Ahhhh!” I yelped. I was petrified. “Where are
Gary and Lisa?” “Lisa, Gary, hello where are you, “I ran. I opened the door. I
walked over to room 13. As I’m walking I can hear someone crying like a
baby, who was it? My heart was beating like a drum. I was resisting but my
feet were dragging me to room 13. “Dracula is here,” someone whispered.
“Come here you know you want to,” someone kept whispering to me but I
didn’t know who it was.
Suddenly ...I vanished... I couldn’t see anything except from black thin air.
Where am I? Was I in the room? Who’s this? There was red and black
everywhere. Was Grant right. Did Dracula live here? No Fliss. No Fliss. Don’t
think that. Grant cooper. I got in the room. I wanted to get out but I couldn’t.
How can I get out? Think Fliss think. Is this claustrophobic. If it is then oh no.
It is dark. Tight. Why black, just why. I can’t get out what’s going to
happen....