Knock Knock

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The digital clock read 3:15 am. I was lying awake, restless, in my bed. There was nothing I disliked more than a long, dreary, and silent night. I sighed, recalling that the nights prior to this one shared a common dullness. I adjusted the sheets in an attempt to cover my exposed feet from the biting cold that the night brought with it. Everything was pretty mundane, until I heard a knock in my room.

“Knock, knock”. I turned over to face the window, opposite to the door. Nothing. “Knock, knock”, it sounded again. It came from the door. Without thinking, I said, “Go back to bed Johnny, there are no monsters in your room”. I sighed, due to the fact that my younger brother was subject to nightmares.

“Knock, knock”. At this point, I began to grow infuriated with Johnny’s antics. I got up from bed, and sauntered towards Johnny’s rooms with gritted teeth. It sounds harsh, but for goodness’ sake, it was well past 3:00 in the morning and I was trying to get some sleep. I approached his door and pushed it open with a slight creek coming from its hinges. I peeked in the resulting crack, only to find, to my surprise, Johnny still sleeping.

“It can’t be”, I thought to myself, “If it’s not him then who could be knocking on my door”? Getting a little scared, I walked back to my room and dragged myself back into bed. I gave the concept some more thought but tiredness took over. As I began to nod off, I heard a rapping on the door, “Knock knock”. At this point, I broke out into a cold sweat and began to think, “What was it that Johnny was so scared of? Monsters”?. It couldn’t be, there are no such thing as monsters. “Knock, knock”, the door sounded. This round of knocking was more intense then the rounds before. As the rounds of knocking continued, growing more intense, I hurled up into a ball. I shut my eyes, waiting for the dreaded knocking to cease.

“Knock, knock”. I was at the verge of tears, praying to whatever was out there to stop the knocking. The knocks grew more consistent, like a heartbeat, like MY heartbeat. The knocking stopped with the onset of this realization. My heart almost gave out in the suspense. “There is no such things as monsters”, I kept repeating to myself. I tried to psyche myself up to look at the door, but my body wouldn’t listen. After five, painfully silent minutes, I slowly brought my head to face the door.

I forced my eyelids open, only to be greeted by a demonic smile with jagged teeth and bloodshot eyes. My heart stopped because at that moment, I realized the knocking wasn’t coming from the outside but rather, from inside my very own room.

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  • Commented on November 2, 2015 at 4:14 am

    You mean… THIS smile?

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  • Commented on March 10, 2015 at 4:27 pm

    That was very interesting

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  • Commented on March 23, 2015 at 2:48 pm

    So good!! Nice and creepy.

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  • Commented on March 10, 2015 at 4:27 pm

    Written very well. The ending was kind of expected but I liked it. More detail would be nice!

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  • Commented on March 11, 2015 at 10:37 pm

    wow that’s creepy considering I sleep in a basement!

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  • Commented on March 13, 2015 at 3:06 pm

    I love this story it sent shivers down my spine! But lol who was rapping outside?

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  • Commented on March 17, 2015 at 1:30 am

    Great now i’m not gonna be able to sleep -.-

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  • Commented on March 10, 2015 at 9:06 pm

    I have read this story twice and i love it.

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  • Commented on March 16, 2015 at 12:46 pm

    Meh, build-up was alright but the ending was kind of disappointing and left me wanting to know more. 4/5

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  • Millieeeee
    Commented on August 27, 2015 at 11:49 am

    3:15 how original -note sarcasm…. But yeah it was quite good 4/5

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  • Commented on March 24, 2015 at 7:57 am

    10/10 indeed …this is about the scariest ever!!!

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  • pooperoni
    Commented on February 14, 2016 at 12:39 am

    She heard a rapping at her door. What the fuck was Dr Dre doing in her room? I can only assume that he had just come Straight outta Compton.

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  • Commented on May 6, 2016 at 2:22 pm

    Nice nice. pretty creepy story

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  • FluffyCat
    Commented on March 10, 2015 at 9:19 pm

    Is she gonna die because I hope she does

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  • Commented on March 13, 2015 at 3:07 pm

    It’s okay 3/5

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  • Commented on March 12, 2015 at 2:00 am

    Wawwww. I love it creepy.

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  • asd
    Commented on March 26, 2015 at 1:24 pm

    Just WHAT is wrong with those authors?
    “I saw a monsters face, didn’t think anything of it, suddenly i imagine, what if the monster is inside my room?
    WTF??? GIRL! You just SAW the monster 5 seconds ago. Yes, it CLEARLY is in your room, where is the suspense? Where is the mystery?
    Sorry, but this story is just plain stupid. The girl stands RIGHT INFRONT of a monster, and thinks that it’s behind the door… Is she supposed to be mentally disabled?
    How stupid do you have to be, to not understand, that when something is right infront of you, then IT IS RIGHT INFRONT OF YOU AND NOT BEHIND A DOOR!?
    Makes my head hurt how bad this story is…
    “Oh, there is a creepy zombie smile…. i wonder what’s for dinner… oh noes? what if the face that i JUST SAW, is actually not behind a wall?
    NO S***…. OF COURSE it’s inside your room, how else would you see it?
    I can’t get over this… this is one of the worst pastas i have ever read, it just makes NO sense at all.
    At least the story seems realistic. A girl that is too stupid to tell if a monster is VISIBLY NEXT TO HER, or behind a door, is easily fooled by her brother, who just gets revenge on her for making fun of his nightmares…

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