A Horrid Night #horror #suspense thriller#scary

 Dear readers,
Have you ever been alone at midnight? I know that you are brave but there are some who pretend to be brave, Can you judge in which category I am after reading my story😊.

My sleep got disturbed. I heard a phone call. My father in a sleepy mood picked up the call. He was in a panic mood I could read from his face that something had happened. I heard him saying to my mother that ‘Get ready we have to go to the hospital as one of our relatives is admitted there and he is in a serious condition’. I was about to get up from my bed rubbing my eyes, but he said ‘You can sleep we both will go and will come back fast’.

I looked at the clock. It was 12 midnight. That figure made me frightened. I tried my level best to go with them but in vain. They went. I was all alone. There was thick darkness everywhere, the whole world was sleeping except me. I felt thirsty as my throat got dried up, but I couldn’t go to the kitchen. Then someone from within me murmured: “You are a brave boy, come on, you can do it!’’ somehow I gained some courage and went to the kitchen. I saw one bottle of water extending a sweet smile to me. I was happy as I didn’t need to spend more time in the kitchen. I grabbed the bottle and hurried to living room. Suddenly I felt someone who caught me from behind.

A shudder of fear ran down through my spine. I stammered ‘Who is that?’ But it didn’t respond. I screamed, begged and cried and asked it to leave me, but I felt that it was catching me even more firmly. Suddenly I felt that I was in a giant wheel and within seconds I was in the floor.

 I heard a knock at the door, I heard a familiar voice. It was my mother. I couldn’t recollect what had happened. I opened the door. My mother stared at me. ‘what happened to you?’ ‘Someone is there in the kitchen and he caught me. I replied …’ My mother interrupted, ‘What happened to your T Shirt? ‘It is torn. That person did this. He was catching me from behind I gained my strength and pulled forward so this happened.’ My mother rushed to the kitchen. I shouted, ‘Maybe he might have escaped as he knows that I am a brave boy.’

After a while I heard my mother laughing loudly. ‘I caught the person,’ she said, ‘If you want to see please come, me and my father who was standing beside me rushed to the kitchen. When we reached there, she pointed to the door handle ‘See, this one held you from behind. I was not ready to accept. ‘How can you prove that?’  ‘Look, your shirt’s torn piece is here’… she said.

My mother and father were laughing at me, but still, I was not convinced.  Yet now, that question haunts me: Who was the one who had caught me from behind? It remains a mystery to me.

Written by Samarth Nair