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Rated: 13+ · Campfire Creative · Short Story · Dark · #1917861
this is my first story attempt, going to put it on creepypasta.com if it gets good reviews
[Introduction]
About an hour after getting home from work, sitting on your ass watching T.V. , you here a weeping noise outside your
door to your apartment.This is something you would usually ignore thinking it's just some girl crying over her boyfriend or
something unimportant to you.But this time, this time was different.
You walk towards the door and the weeping noise gets louder and louder every inch, along with the nauseating feeling
in your gut that you were getting ready to see something horrid and unimaginably bad. You touch the door knob, starting to break
a sweat, and you turn the knob.
As soon as the door opens, the noise comes to a sudden stop. You close the door with ease believing it was just your
imagination fooling you because of all those horror movies you've seen. You walk back to the couch and sit down and start looking
for something to watch. When all the sudden, you here that damn weeping again. This time you dont hesitate, you walk fastly to
the door and open it.
This time it doesn't stop, and you walk through the hallways of your apartment building looking for what is still
causing the noise. You turn the corner and see what looks like a black blob in the corner. You stop as you see this and think "what
the fuck could that be..." you dont move in fear of it moving towards or disapearing all together. The weeping stops and the blob
in the corner gets taller, almost as if it was standing up after being on its knees.
You, in fear of dieing or something far worse, run for you life for your apartment not making a second glance at
whatever the fuck that thing was. As you approach your door you here a dark ominous voice slowly saying "Don't go in there".
Afterwards you turn around finding out that nothing is there. Not knowing what to do, you go to one of your neighbor's
apartments asking to use their phone anxiously. You call 911 to come and so they do. They go in your apartment making a
horrifying discoverment. A man waiting in your closet in your room. The cops found a plast baggie with a video camera, a
long rope, a roll of duct tape, and a long butchers knife.

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