My mother is weird in the night..

This is mother

Every night i get closed away either from my own room or down to the basement.

Often i hear loud noises and weird sounds across the house when it gets dark.

My mother doesnt believe me when i tell her that i see monsters in the house, so she gets mad and locks me up until dawn.

Iam scared almost every night…

They come always closer and closer i felt.

Just a few nights before i was locked again down in our basement. The lights were on but it still was dark for a reason and i used my flashlight to move. I was trying to open the door but i never managed to do so..ever.

Mom was always behind me when i tried to open it and screamed loud that i felt unconscious. It was always a nightmare… I didnt understood how she could stay in the dark behind me without opening the door. I only knew that she hated the night and that i would get two days of basement if i would turn it ever on.

On that one night in the basement i had turned the lights on because i was so scared and the next thing i knew, she would stay in front of me and scream louder while she hit me with her claws.. After thst night, i was locked inside her room.

The place i could never visit was suddenly my prison… She had a collection of blood in a bowl and several heads from children hanging in the room. I puked because i was disgusted but after that i heard her laughing loud. As i stepped slowly backwards with my flash light on, i felt a breath in my neck and when i turned around, a mannequin figure was behind me with a bride smile. Its mouth was bloody and it just stood there while i was paralyzed in fear. While i catched myself back and looked at it, i was trying to get out of the room but the mannequin was following me whenever i turned my back on it.

Every time it was coming closer and i was panicking and hitting the door to open… Suddenly it did open and mother was staying in front of it but i ran out and pushed the lights on.

Again there was a horrible scream … a scream that a human couldnt possibly bring out. I rushed upstairs but the door closed on its own. So i took the crowbar on the left door side and for some reason i knew that she would be right behind me, i struck with all my fear and desperation on her head…

Blood was hitting the ceiling and she fell down stairs. I was in shock because i had killed my mother but my fear was too high and i desperately needed to run away from this place. The door was suddenly open and it was day time.

I stormed out of the house and screamed for help. Soon the police and the ambulance arrived but when i had told them my story, the police officers looked at each other and told me something which left me in fear until today..

My mother had died two weeks before in a car accident and it was all in the news but they couldnt find anybody in the house when they came to search for relatives of the family.

Whatever was in the house, it was not mother and when the police searched every corner, nothing was found except a crowbar smashed into a mannequins head in the basement…

I was horrified of what had happend and how i couldnt know any of this. While i talked shakingly to the officers i watched at the house and saw mother again with the crowbar still in her head, smiling at me.

I screamed loud and pointed with my finger to the direction while i fell unconscious.

Veröffentlicht von Arslan_M.

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