Please

The deep sounds of the woods creeped me out. I had no watch or clock in my room to say what time it was. It was probably way too early for me to be complaining to my mother. That night was a dark time for me, because at the time, I was only ten years old. I had no television or anything amusing to keep me away from stress or boredom. After about fifteen minutes, I couldn't hold it. I slowly opened the door and walked down the hallway.

Everything was silent; not even the fridge in the kitchen was making noise. I opened the bathroom door and left it open. There, I turned on the light switch and started to piss. All I did was nothing, no sound, no interruptions. I didn't even make one bit of noise, until I reached the point where I was washing my hands and looking at myself in the bathroom mirror. Nothing was there. I couldn't see myself or the bathroom. Just a reflection of a picture posted by my brother, who left five years ago. I didn't realize it, so I just went back to the hallway and started walking to my room. There, I saw my mother calling for me. I heard sounds of begging.

Nothing was making sense. Was it the sounds of the woods? Was it ghosts? All I did was follow my mother and she hugged me. "Get out of the house," she said immediately. There I saw a dark shadow behind her. The kitchen was black. Everything. "Hurry!" She yelled. As I ran, she followed me to the front yard and called the police. In about three minutes, they arrived. The case they saw was nothing. Nothing to be found. I swore I saw something before I left. It was the shadow again. It was begging, but I couldn't quite tell what it was saying. The only thing I understood was the word, "Please."

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Credited to Unclever Name

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