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[Story] I Just Want To Sleep


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It happens every night. That strange knocking upon my door. The sliding of letters under the door cracks with strange symbols on them and the giggling. At first, I thought it was just my friend next door who sneaks in and plays tricks on me. Until he moved away to Pewter and it continued. I called the authorities and they said no one had seen anyone, it hadn't happened to anyone else and my doors along with my windows didn't show any breaking and/or forced entry. 

 

It's been keeping me up all night. It happens every day at 3:33AM. I even left my door open one night to see if I could catch them. But nothing showed up. I figured if I left it open while I slept, I should be okay. 

 

But I wasn't. I wasn't okay. The door closes by itself, and the giggling commences. It's driving me insane. I stopped eating. I stopped drinking. I'm too afraid to sleep at night. 

 

I just want to sleep.

 

 

I spoke with the Professor next door, he told me it could be a stray pokemon. Gastlys were known for their hauntings and the such. I wasn't as convinced. So I moved. Cerulean seemed like a nice enough place. An apartment on the fifth floor across the street from a busy pub made the noise seem peaceful. For the first time in months, I had managed to get some rest.

 

Then it happened. A shrill screech, like something from a bad snuff film. I startled awake to see my bedroom door jammed into the wall, a hovering figure with a dark face and a wide twisted and cracked smile, standing menacingly in the threshold, it's aura radiating a dark red. I locked up, I couldn't move, my body went cold and my blood shot down to my feet. Everything before me suddenly slowed to a stop. No pub noise, no shrills, just my heart beating. The figure lunged at me, and all I could remember was jumping from that fifth story window. 

 

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I woke up at my apartment, face flat on the table feeling like I had been hit by a big rig with no brakes. It was 3:23 in the morning. I was tired, too tired to care when and how it happened. I sluggishly made my way to my bedroom, before I realized I saw something standing at my doorway giggling. I quickly darted across the hall and hid in my workroom. When I peeked back out, I noticed it had vanished. I heard a slight crumpling noise as I dug into my pocket and located a letter with strange symbols. I quickly jumped awake from the item, my heart thumping in my throat as the symbols formed letters "SLIDE IT UNDER". I walked slowly down the hall as though possessed, and slid the letter under my bedroom door.

 

Then I giggled. 

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