He is coming for me
He is coming for me7 mins 325 7 mins 325
Roughly 12:40 AM, I decided it would be a great time to go on a walk with my dog, the rain had finally stopped, and my dog was becoming restless. As I was locking the door, I noticed that something was off, my dog, who loves to run and play was frozen at the top of the porch. Most times she would be pulling the leash so hard, that I would have trouble reaching the key to the door to lock it. This time, nothing, she might as well have been a statue, paralyzed by complete fear. Then I notice that she is looking at something across the cul-de-sac. At first I thought it was a cat or something hiding under a car, or a deer eating my neighbors bushes, but after a few minutes of looking, I saw nothing. Walking down the stairs from the porch, I noticed my dog still had not moved, so I tugged on the leash, tried pushing her, etc. In the end I gave up, picked her up , and carried her into the house. As I was taking off my shoes and putting them in to the shoe closet, I noticed that she had now walked into the living room, and was staring out of the window in the same direction she was when we were outside.
At this point, I was starting to get worried. There had to be something outside that is creeping my dog out this much. So after changing into some more comfortable clothes, and grabbing something to drink and a book, I walked over to the living room, where my dog had not moved an inch or even made a single sound, and sat down on the couch. After 30 or so minutes of sitting watching the dog, I started to read my book, as soon as I started reading, I noticed my dog slowly moving her head, as if following something. I figured that whatever she saw was moving, and by the direction of her head, right from across the street, and on to my lawn. My house being built on top of a hill, The first floor is actually at least 10 feet off the ground. So for someone to be at window level, they would have to have a ladder, or be REALLY tall. I set the book down, and go up to the window, my dog is now looking directly below the window as if something was standing under it. I see nothing but the grass and wall of the house, So at this point, I think that either my dog has gone crazy, or something was lurking around my house.
I decided that it would be best to retreat to the safety of my room, which also happened to be on the first floor, but along the side of the house, and even higher from the ground, seeing that there was a balcony that went from my room, to the living room. The balcony being solid wall, made it at least 20 feet from the ground, so anything climbing up on to my balcony would need a ladder or grappling hook.
After turning on all the lights between my room, and the living room, I decide to go get my dog, which still had not moved from her spot, It had been at least a good hour now, and I was seriously worried for her safety. I'm the type of guy that can watch a horror flick where a child will get brutally slaughtered, and not bat an eye, but if god help me, they kill off a dog, I will bawl my eyes out. So I go grab some doggie treats and start trying to bribe my dog to follow me, She ignores them. So I decided that I'm going to have to pick her up again, and carry her to my room. As I am bending over to pick her up, she starts to slowly move. She starts walking alongside the windows, as if someone was walking under them.
This is when my stomach dropped, at this point I was very disturbed in how she was acting, I ended picking her up, and sprinting to my room, slamming my door shut, locking and barricading it with a lazy boy. For a few minutes, my dog was acting normal again, walking around the room with a toy in her mouth, nudging for me to play with her. So I start playing with her, tossing it across the room, and having her bring it back. After the forth throw, as she ran by the balcony doors, she stopped. And started staring through the glass again. I felt sick to my stomach, It had just hit me, before we left the living room, my dog had been following whatever was under the windows, along side the house. The only thing in that direction was my balcony. I look to her in horror, and for the first time, she looks back too, her eyes are filled with utter terror.
For the first few minutes I just sat there and stared at her, both of us paralyzed in fear. But I eventually managed to snap out of it, as soon as I did I picked her up, threw her on my bed, and took the couch near the balcony door, and pushed it in front of it, barricading the door. I grabbed duct tape and taped my curtains against the wall, so I would not be able to see what was on the other side, Or more so that it would not see me, but I knew it was pointless, It knew where I was regardless. After I was done with sealing the curtains, I walked over to the bed, where my dog lay, her eyes were filled with fear. I know when an animal is afraid of something you can not see, that it is probably something you don't want to see. I got in to the bed with her, pulled a blanket over us, and hugged her. Then suddenly, I got that feeling you get right before silence is broken, that feeling of dread, you know it is coming, but you are too late to react, to cover your ears. because as soon as the thought processes, it happens.
Tapping, I hear tapping on my balcony door. It seems to be a series of 5 taps, as if someone was doing the wave with their fingers (sorry if that is not a good explanation). After what seemed to be decades, the taps seemed to start to travel, travel along the wall, in the direction of my bed, my bed being in the corner, of the room, and on the same wall as the balcony door. Every time they got closer, I felt my heart beat faster and faster, by the time the taps were right next to where my head was against the wall, I thought my heart was going to burst through my chest, I was probably going to die from fright, before this thing got to me. The taps stopped, I could hear my heart, still racing. Then the same feeling I felt before the tapping started, I knew that silence was going to be broken any second now.
The lazy boy I had in front of my door, SLIDES across the room, smashing in to the couch I had barricading the balcony doors. My lights flicker off, and I hear my doorway crack open .It takes a few minutes for my eyes to adjust, But then I see it, there is a tall dark figure in the doorway, dressed in black, head almost touching the celling. It stood there for a good 10 seconds, and then whispered, "Tomorrow night then" I could almost hear slight disappointment in it's voice. After standing there for another few seconds, it leaves. I stayed in bed for a few minutes to make sure it was gone, and then sprinted for the light switch with one hand, while slamming the door with the other. I did not sleep last night.