story time! pt. 1

I've decided to post a few stories that I've previously written, and hopefully you guys like them! I've taken out my old english book with the half torn cover and I'm to post a story that I wrote in there in today's post. I actually won a cadbury chocolate bar for getting first place by writing this story, so yeah. It's in the horror genre and obviously it still needs some work, but I'm posting the unedited version because I'm planning to do something cool on that soon! Anyway, here's the story!

I lay awake in my bed unable to get to sleep, my bed feeling like a brick against my back. It's raining outside and with the sound of the clock in my room ticking back and forth, it's even harder to get to sleep. All of a sudden, I hear faint footsteps outside my door, I stay still, for a few few seconds I am unable to movie, but then I go outside to investigate.

I open the door, and all I see is darkness. I can barely visualise anything around me. Suddenly I feel a tap on my shoulder, my breathing quickens. There no else in this house but me, thousands of possibilities come flowing into mind, but nothing contains the right answer.

I turn around, my arms waving frantically in front of me but I feel nothing. I hear a laugh, more like cackling. This freaks me out even more. I start running, trying to find the light switch but I don't get to find out if I reach it or not because without a moment's hesitance I am being grabbed by two bony fingers.

"Help!" I yell, even though I know no one can hear me. I start to thrash around, but there is no use. My hair gets pulled back and pains sears through my head, a hand clamps my mouth shut, and I want to scream.

Instead I bite down on what seems to be fingers, but they really are as body thought. My teeth begin aching but soon I am let go, I do the first thing that comes to my mind, run.

My body is tired, but I don't give in, I run faster and faster but it feels like a never ending maze to the exit door because I am lost.

The next thing I know, I am being blinded by something bright, my eyes are trying to adjust to the change. I find that the lights in my room are now, but then I see something so harrowing that it makes me wish I was never born.

Standing right before me is this horrid creature, much resembling a skeleton. I don't move. The creature seems to be almost mocking me as it circles my figure, taunting me with it's smile. I want to yell, I want to cry but no words are coming from my mouth.

The creature takes a few steps forward until there is merely a few inches of a gap between us. Then I notice that there's a knife, more like a dagger in it's hand and my blood runs cold.

It smirks, as if understanding what I am thinking about, "Sweet Dreams," it whispers in my ear. And then I feel him plunge his weapon into my chest with a look so disgusting I can only imagine that he's done this so many times before.

Tears pool my eyes, and my vision becomes blurry, I am finding it harder to breathe. I fall to the floor in an instant, and I spot a single rose beside me. It's beauty so magnificent, the total opposite of what has just happened to me.

And then, I close my eyes fore I am no longer in this world any more.