Monday night’s creepy dream!

I turn into the private close and pull up in the layby outside my parent’s home. Switching off the engine and shuffling in my seat toward the house, I see movement at the top window. 

Unplugging my seat belt and unwillingly stepping out into the dingy cold weather, I look back up to the top window and catch the blinds slowly rising, revealing a figure. Turning back to the car I press lock and await the clunk of the car doors before heading toward the house. 

Looking up at the top window I see a face I don’t recognise. A face that  sends a shiver down my spine. A face that looks like a mask. Midstride I freeze and stare back at the bald man. His puffy, grinning and moon crescent shaped grin frightens me. It’s permanent, with a bloody redness to it. 

I run straight through the wide open door, into the sitting room and then toward the stairs.

“Mum, Dad?” I shout. 

Third step up I see him, staring at me, still smiling uncontrollably from the top of the stairs. Reaching out to him I push him against the wall, he doesn’t flinch, he continues to smile. 

“Where are mum and dad?” I hear the fear and shaky intonation in my voice.

He continues staring and keeping his tight smile before eerily telling me “They’re not here.” 

I push him aside and run into my parent’s bedroom, staring to the bed I look away. I can’t look again. But I have to. 

Looking back to the bed I see two mounds under the duvet. 

Dream ended! 

That was my nightmare. It was quite creepy and easily woke me up and had me thinking for a while before settling back down. 

But why on earth did I dream of that happening? Especially with the eery man – extremely creepy! 

Feel free to turn your dream or nightmare into a short story and post it below! 

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