Was that you, Jonathan?
Read a text message from my mom
What?
I replied
Were you screaming in the hallway?
N- No… no mom, I wasn’t
Close your lights and lock the door NOW!
In a hurry, I shut down my pc, closed my monitor, locked my door, and hid under my bed
BUZZ
My phone vibrated
I hurriedly switched it on to see a message from my mom
Sweetie, can you call the police? It’s outside my room!
I quickly closed the messages app and dialed 911
911, what’s your emergency?
Hello… there’s an intruder in my house, and they’re standing outside my mom’s bedroom. I- I don’t want them to kill her…
I whispered
Can you give us your address?
I- I don’t know the full address
Ok, just stay with us until the police track your phone
Ok… ok
After what felt like 5 minutes, I felt a vibration
NO!
My phone died, I was forced to sit in silence, drown in worry as I pray that the cops managed to track my location and hope that they’re on their way
I sat in silence for what felt like hours when all of a sudden
BANG
The door to my mom’s bedroom was kicked in. All I heard next was a high-pitched screech followed by my mother screaming in pain
I started to silently sob as I heard my mom being ripped apart, I eventually gathered myself up and decided to make a run for it
I slowly opened my bedroom door and stepped outside, I froze in terror when I saw a hideous creature, standing right in front of me. I broke down in tears as I saw it, covered in blood with an eye sticking out of its mouth
I knew it was the end of me when it started to let out a horrific screech, but all of a sudden
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
Detroit police, open up!
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
This is the Detroit police department, open the door NOW!
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK
OPEN THE DOOR N-
HELP ME, PLEASE!!!!
I yelled out
The creature pushed me aside and leaped at my bedroom window as the officers kicked in the door
I ran down the stairs and hugged the policeman as I broke down in tears. He took me to the car as his partner ran up the stairs, gun in hand only to find broken doors and windows, a skeleton, and a carpet covered in blood…
As for me, I’m much better now, my father came back from a business trip which saved his life that night, we arranged my mother’s funeral and it should take place next week on the 13th of October. I’m seeing a therapist now… to help with the nightmares I now have each night. I just can’t forget my mother’s screams as that thing ripped her apart, piece by piece…
I just pray that I never have to encounter that thing ever again in my life