The house was quiet. Too quiet. Knowing that there were things roaming around the house, ready to pounce made my heart pound. The thump of my heartbeat became louder and louder until it was so loud I thought that they would be able to hear my fearful heart burst out of my chest. My heart sounded like a bass drum, being hit as hard as it could. I saw something out of the corner of my eye, some movement I thought. I jerked my head to where I thought I saw movement. Nothing except a shadow covering a corner of the room I was in.
I wasn't sure if I had seen something or if it was just my hyperactive imagination at play. But they do hide in the shadows, waiting to pounce on their fearful prey. They might have seen my eye looking near the shadow where they were supposedly standing and had moved so I would look at the shadow. But why? Was it because they wanted me to look so. they. could…
It was standing behind me. My breaths were more unstable now, I was almost wheezing in fright, and my heart, instead of slowly thumping, my heart was thumping rapidly, nearly bursting out of my chest. I could see what it looked like without turning around: sharp teeth made out of a bear trap, a large void-like head with bright, white, empty eyes, the head was the only reason it was taller than me and it was also its most prominent feature. The body… I wasn't sure about the body since the head nearly covered it.
While I was imagining what it looked like, I saw fingers reaching around, ready to grab me. The fingers were wiggling as if the thing was taunting me. I wanted to run but couldn't. I was stuck in place. I should've run when I had the chance.