The Knock in the NightA Story by Bashful
The knocking woke me up from a deep sleep. I stumbled downstairs and peered out the peephole of the front door. Nothing. I stood quietly and then heard the knocking again; it was coming from inside my house.I started looking around the house to see where the knocking was coming from. I looked in the bathroom, the master bedroom, and even my room. Heard nothing till I got close to the basement door I started to hear the knocking again. Once I opened the door the knocking ceased. I tried the light but it must have been dead because it wouldn’t turn on. So I closed the door and went into the kitchen. I opened one of the drawers and grabbed a flashlight. Then I reopened the door and started down the stairs. Basement was really dark and creepy there were no windows just walls of mossy rock. It was also very wet down there in some places there were big puddles. I couldn’t hear anything but the drip… drip of the water on the walls. In the darkness outside of the sight of the light I saw something move across the room. All I could see was a shadow of a body. Now I heard the dripping stop and the basement became eerily soundless. Then my light started to flicker and it soon went out. When it did I was terrified because it was quiet and dark. Then the light started to flicker on and off and every time it turned on the dark figure would get closer. I was soon able to see this figure with more detail. Then the light stayed on when the figure as only a few yards away and it then lunged at me. It got on top and started to choke me until my vision went dark. My eyes opened I was back in my room and realized it was all a dream. Then I heard a knock.
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