I can't remember if I originally saw this on DSU or not. Even though it isn't real, it still creeped me out a bit when I first read it. Then again, I'm an easy scare.
As the rain poured down my window, I lied down in my cold bed, afraid to move a muscle. It was early in the morning, I had woken to the sound of thunder after a nightmare involving clowns and puppets, a reciepe for wetting your pants. I took a look outside to see how hard the rain was coming down, only to see the street light right in front of my house flickering. I admit, I was a little creeped out, but I knew my neighborhood, and the electricity was terrible, so I thought nothing of it until a little girl suddenly appeared under the flickering light, a teddy bear in her hand, water dripping down her long hair. Chills went down my spine, my eyes began to enlarge, and I wet my pants, AGAIN. The girl slowly lifted her head, and her intense red eyes glared directly into mine, when suddenly a flash of lightning ended the horror, the girl dissapearing without a trace. I didn't know what to think, I began to go into a panic, wondering if I was really dreaming. I decided to pinch myself a few times, only to end up with some rather hurtful marks. I wasn't dreaming. Just as I started to crawl under the covers once again, thinking that perhaps the best way to avoid a problem is to pretend it never happened, a knock came from the door. At first I decided it must've been the wind, but if so, this wind certinally had some beat to it. At last, their was a moment of silence. Then, I heard the footsteps from the hallway. I heard groans of a poor little girl, tormented and disturped. Sweat dripped down my forhead, and my eyes began to water, afraid of the events that may occur. I ran out of bed, my vision blured from the tears pouring out of my eyes, my mind rushing with the thoughts of the life I have had, and the life I was going to have. I locked the door, if I was going down, I wanted to go down fighting. From the other side of the door, I heard a silent moan, crying for help. "Lets play hide and go seek", the cold voice said. No, I wasn't prepared to play such a game, I mean, after all, the best hiding spot was clearly in the washing machine, which was in the basement, and I wasn't ready to go unlocking my door and running down the halls. I slowly backed away from the door, when I stepped on something fuzzy. I looked down, only to see the beady eyes of a teddy bear covered in blood looking straight at me, when suddenly
A SKELETON POPPED OUT OF THE CLOSET AND EVERYONE DIED