[Kalei]

Here's my story:

It is dark outside. As it should be, because it is well past midnight. I walk through the house, preparing to retire, but a shadow in the window catches my eye. I turn to look, but nothing is there. It must be the emptiness of house getting to me. The house was huge, but I was all alone. My footsteps echoed across the tile, reverberating on the walls. There! I could have sworn I’d seen something creeping in the shadows. This is preposterous, nothing’s there. Yet, I have an uneasy feeling I can not shake. A floorboard creaks overhead serves to spur on this irrationality. I turn on an overhead light, and am greeted by my living room furniture. I breathe a small sigh of relief. I turn out the light and continue using my lamp. I am still for a moment, then a sudden chill comes over me. I decide to go directly to bed, It is late and I am starting to hallucinate. I climb the stairs and they quietly protest my weight. I am about to enter my room when I catch a glimpse of the hall mirror. With the light of the lamp, I certain I see a figure looming over me. I quickly turn around, but all I see is my empty hallway. Everything is in place like it should be, except for a floral vase that is floating 2 inches above it’s table. I run quickly into my room and turn the lock. I can hear it’s hollow moan from the other side of the door. I franticly search for a hiding place, and settle for the wardrobe. I blow out my lamp, maybe It can’t see me if there’s no light. I stood perfectly still and held my breath, praying that it wouldn’t find me. Silence, it’s as if the world has stopped. No moans to be heard, not even a peep from the world outside. I wait for what seems like hours anticipating something to break the silence. I then feel something winding up my legs, it chills my skin through my clothes. I do not dare utter a sound. It's to my torso now, I can not move, even if want to, It has it’s icy grip has a secure hold on me. When it is to my neck, all is still silent. In my head though I am screaming with pure terror. It is covering my head now. Then it tightens its’ total grip around me, and I feel it devouring my very essence. It is only now I scream, piercing the silence with my pain as my life slips away.