scary storyyyy

Chloe Brotherton

English 1510

October 30, 2012

Scary Story

                It was a lovely day, one April morning.  I went to school, ran errands with my mom, and hung out with friends, nothing out of the ordinary.  But something was very unusual; I kept seeing this baby along with a black cat throughout the entire day.   I thought maybe my mind was playing tricks on me, but I swear it was the same baby but in a different woman’s arms everywhere I went.   It was unlike any baby I had ever seen; his skin was white as snow with black hair, and a face that held no emotion whatsoever.  Moments after I would see the baby, a black cat would appear outside of wherever I was.  The baby and the cat would just stare at me, motionless, but I didn’t think much of it.  I fell asleep that night wondering if the two had any correlation, but I figured I was just being paranoid.  A few hours later I woke up to see a pair of eyes staring at me at the end of my bed.  I sat up to get a better glimpse.  Was it my dog?  No, I sleep with my door closed so there was no way Marley could have gotten in my room.  As my eyes adjusted to the dark, I made out a figure that looked somewhat like a baby.  My heart jumped; the baby from earlier?  How could that be?  I closed my eyes for a second and opened them again, only to make eye contact with the pale, evil baby at the edge of my bed.  I immediately shut my eyes after making the eye contact and went into panic mode.  Was this real?  What should I do?  “Just go back to sleep, you’re probably just imagining this,” I told myself, unconvincingly.  So, with my eyes closed, I slowly lay myself back down in my bed, trying not to disturb the imaginary baby.  Does he know I’m awake?  Before I knew it my head was back on my pillow and I let out a sigh of relief.  After a minute passed, I began to relax a little bit and dozed off again; I knew I was imagining the whole thing!  Suddenly, I feel an object at least 100 pounds spring onto my chest and start biting me.  It was the baby.  In an instant I was wide awake and attempting to get the baby off my chest, but it was too strong.  I began screaming, “Mom! Dad!” and flew out of my bed but the baby held on to my chest tight, eating away at my flesh.  I open my bedroom door and immediately feel something attack my leg; I look down and it’s the black cat.  Both of these creatures were extremely strong and I could feel myself succumbing to them.  But I wasn’t giving up just yet; I was still screaming for my mom and dad and fighting off the baby and cat.  I ran down the stairs and realized that I was not in my house.  Where was I?  “Mom! Dad! Anyone!”  I cried desperately but no one was there.  I was alone in a strange, scary house with a baby and cat eating away at me.  Just when I thought all hope was lost, my mom appeared with a wooden cross in her hand.  Mom!  I was more than happy to see her.  “Mom!  Save me!”  I screamed, but she was hesitant.  As she moved closer to me, she didn’t speak.  What is she doing?  Why won’t she talk?  She was now inches away from me.  She slowly reached her hand out with the cross and placed it on my arm.  It began burning, hurting even more than the cat and baby who were eating away at my flesh.  I began screaming.  “Chloe, this is for your own good.  You’re possessed!”  My mom said as she pressed the cross against my skin even harder. 

                All of a sudden, I wake up.  The first thing I notice is that I’m in my own bed, sweating; it had all just been a bad dream.  But what was weird was the fact I was sleeping on my back (which I never do) with my arms spread apart and my legs together… I was sleeping in the position of a cross.  After this experience I was convinced I was possessed by some sort of demon and went to church the following Sunday, and after that everything went back to normal.  That’s my scary story!!