Halloween is only 3 days away for me anyways because I'm writing this on the 28th and I'll only post it until 31st. I was struggling to think what to do for a Halloween special and I was running low. "Should I do a special drawing?", "should I maybe try to do a scary story?", or "maybe update a story?" Which all didn't seem like even to me y'all wouldn't like. So I was running low until...I remember this experience from last year. Something that scared me before Halloween night...it appeared before me and I have been scared of it. I only told it to my friends, but now, I'd like you to know what happened to me once. To this day...it haunts me because it was someone I have feared for a long time...everything is appearing to me vividly because that was the only night that I felt the intense feeling I strongly express on some occasions...fear.

The Shadow That Lives In Your Fear

My sister and I were wondering what we should do on Halloween since it was only a day away. We spent all night until 9 when my mother said we had to go to bed since we had school tomorrow. Me and my sister shared the same room temporarily because her room was as cold as Antarctica because of a hole that let the cold air sweep in. Unless...it let the evil in without our knowing. My sister went to bed easily because she was adapted to her sleeping schedule. I have been up, tossing and turning everywhere not able to catch a wink, because I was not adapted to how my sleeping schedule was going up and down. Monday up all night, Tuesday sleeping, you get the point. They say 3 am or the middle of the night is when the spirits are free to roam around...you might say that I can confirm that. It was way past 12 and it was around 2:34. I only know the time because my desk was next to my bed and my sister needed her alarm clock to wake her up. I was just laying there frozen while thinking of my life with my eyes closed because they were too tired to be open. I opened my eyes and this is what people might say "lucid dreaming". A lucid dream is a dream during which the dreamer is aware that they are dreaming. During lucid dreaming, the dreamer may be able to have some control over the dream characters, narrative, and environment. That wasn't the case for me...I opened my eyes and I saw a figure next to the door frame and hiding in the shadows of the corner of my closet since it's close to one another. I just assumed it was a clothing until it started moving towards me. I started to freak out and tried to get up to move away but I was frozen in spot. I was about to scream when I felt a shadow hand slide up against my body and gripped my neck with such a force. I was choking trying to breath and I felt more shadows grabbing onto my body and gripping it with such a force. I was struggling to move until the figure came up next to me and all I saw was the empty skeleton sockets that couldn't be covered by the black coat covering it's head and body. It open its mouth while raising his scythe high saying these very words..."Your life is up, Doris". Everything went into a blur because I remember sitting up fast and catching my breath. I was sweating like crazy and checked it was around 3:23. I gulped a few air and went into the bathroom to dry myself with a towel. But when I turned on the light and checked on the mirror to see how much I was sweating...all I saw was finger bruises on my body. A hand print left a big purple bruise on my neck as well as some hand prints throughout my body with the finger prints being the ones that hurt the most. I slowly saw them fading out when I washed my face. I freaked out and did my business in the bathroom and ran into my room closing the door slowly to not wake my sister up and rushed into my bed and curled up under the covers trying to make sense of what happened. "Can Lucid dreaming cause physical pain? Did I did this to myself while I was dreaming? That can't be right, I was clearly sleeping...but why did it all felt so real? And no way do I have that type of strength to do that to my own body. My door is locked so it can't be anyone from outside. And that doesn't explain how the bruises faded away so fast". I ended up giving up and it was around 3:47 after I gave up wondering and trying to make sense out of it. I just shrugged it off and just snuggled into my bed tossing and turning with the subject still bothering. I was facing towards my closet on the left side of my bed and I was ready to close my eyes to I turned my body to the wall and was about to snuggle in when I saw...the shadow. A shadow that is always reflecting your movements on the ground with nothing but a black figure. A shadow that knows what sin you have caused because it's always watching and mimicking your movements. A shadow that's you...but this shadow...it was mine alright...but it was staring into my soul...a pair of eyes with tiny black pupils staring deep into your soul..reading your feelings, memories, emotions..but mostly fear. I was paralyzed in fear...it could sense my fear...it smiled wide. And slowly snuck up a rope from under the covers to my face...that was formed into a noose. It opened its mouth and I could smell the death within it...the bloodlust when it said.. "What's hanging?" Nothing could ever scare me compared to what my vision showed...me...hanging on a tree in my front yard...my left eye rolled to the back and slightly stabbed with blood running down. My mouth hanged open with some teeth plucked out and leaving my right eye in my mouth. My body was rotting and dirty...stabbed a lot and some organs falling to the ground...but worst of all...no one knew I was dead. Apparently my family went on a vacation and I was left behind cause I didn't want to go. Some people passed by assuming it was just decorations since it was Halloween...until a girl passed by saying I smelled bad and the police arrived soon realizing I was dead. I saw my whole funeral...everyone was crying...I went down the isle to my coffin...and I looked in seeing my body all rotten and dead...but it soon reached out and started screaming and tearing me apart...I was screaming in fear...the words runs a cold chill down my spine..."Don't forget the shadow that hides in your fear" ....I woke up and it was time for me to go to school. I haven't told anyone my full story...even to my friends who only heard about the lucid dream part...I can't make sense of it...but whatever you do...no matter the consequences...NEVER forget the shadow that lives in your fear...

Happy Halloween...
-Its_Doris16