The Doorbell
First before I tell you this, there is something I have to tell you. There is a creature stalking me so, I don't have much time to tell you this. I was sitting at home a week ago, I think, watching the Presidential Debate with my wife, Janice; I was drinking a beer, enjoying myself when the doorbell rang.
I looked at my Janice and she looked back at me and we both knew who had to get it, so I got up and walked to answer the door. But there was no one there, I checked left, and right... nothing. I sat back down and was about to relax when it rang again.
This time I was getting frustrated, so I waited for it and opened it, still no one was there. I ran back to the couch and sat down, trying to get some relaxation. It rang again, this time I was pissed. I ran to the door and swung it open with force. No one was there so I decided to check all around my house; I found nothing and decided to set up a security camera near my door so I could catch the guy in his tracks. The Debate had ended and I missed it.
God damnit! I went to sleep until I was woken up by (I guess at this point you know what woke me up) the sound of my doorbell, so I stumbled out of bed.
I answered it, AGAIN, and there was a note in the welcome mat; it said; "NOT EVEN YOUR SLEEP CAN SAVE YOU FROM ME. I'M GOING TO GET YOU NO MATTER WHAT!"
At that moment, I heard the sound of my kitchen appliances fall off of the hooks, it woke Janice up.
"What's going on?" she moaned.
"It's just some ding-dong-ditcher trying to get the best of us, go back to sleep," I said to her.
I slammed the door, locked it and went back to sleep. The next morning I woke up and started making bacon, MMMM bacon, the smell ultimate wake up call.
I was putting the strips on the plate when I heard the doorbell ring again, This time it didn't sound like are doorbell, but more like the sound of someone dragging their fingernails across a chalk board. I covered my ears that were in pain, so I ran to the door and I saw in a split second, a transparent, black figure just before it disappeared. I got my tool kit and uninstalled our doorbell in the hopes that the ringing would stop... but I was wrong, it rang again, and again until I couldn't take it anymore!
So I checked the tape from the camera to see who had left a note, what I saw haunts me to this day, it was my wife, Janice, except her hands were covered with blood and her eyes were black, no No NO!!!! this wasn't my wife, this wasn't my Janice, it was something else I'm sure of it. Then, she faded away, she didn't walk away she just... disappeared.
I couldn't sleep that night, it was the same screech over and over again, I tried to call the police to tell them of this disturbance so they could deal with it but the phone had no dial tone; then, a message popped up, it contained a picture and I was stupid enough to open it, and it showed my house, blood spilling out the windows, and our house was black even though it was white.
Then, I saw something in the corner of our room, there it was, a dark, skinny, man with glowing red eyes just staring at me, staring into my soul.
We had a stare down until it slowly got up and opened the door, and walked out.
That brings us to here, the present day, I hope someone finds this and is alerted about this creatures presence. Wait... I hear something behind me, it sound like a heavy breathing... HELP M- !
Credited to Brony-S
Originally uploaded on November 20, 2012
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