Creepypasta Part 4
The back door, RUN TO THE BACK DOOR; the voice in my head was screeching at me. Someone was trying to get into the house, the door knob was rattling and the door was shaking. I knew I had to get out of the house, my only chance was the back door. I grabbed my boots and ran towards the back door. The sound of someone or something kicking the door echoed throughout the house. I turned to look, as I did this, I stepped on the dog's squeaky toy! Damn dog, he has ripped the squeakers out of every other toy in the house except this one. I kept moving towards the door. I slipped on my boots as quickly as I could, I quietly tried to open the back door. It wouldn't open. I was yanking on the door knob not realizing it was locked. I noticed the cast iron frying pan on the kitchen table, It was very heavy, I knew it would help me to defend myself. I figured out that I needed to unlock the door, I slipped out the door. I was outside and safe, OR SO I THOUGHT. I turned to run to the neighbor's house and this is what I saw. I let out a blood curdling scream......
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Creepypasta Part 4
The back door, RUN TO THE BACK DOOR; the voice in my head was screeching at me. Someone was trying to get into the house, the door knob was rattling and the door was shaking. I knew I had to get out of the house, my only chance was the back door. I grabbed my boots and ran towards the back door. The sound of someone or something kicking the door echoed throughout the house. I turned to look, as I did this, I stepped on the dog's squeaky toy! Damn dog, he has ripped the squeakers out of every other toy in the house except this one. I kept moving towards the door. I slipped on my boots as quickly as I could, I quietly tried to open the back door. It wouldn't open. I was yanking on the door knob not realizing it was locked. I noticed the cast iron frying pan on the kitchen table, It was very heavy, I knew it would help me to defend myself. I figured out that I needed to unlock the door, I slipped out the door. I was outside and safe, OR SO I THOUGHT. I turned to run to the neighbor's house and this is what I saw. I let out a blood curdling scream......
This is part of the B&W Challenge, I am nominating neurosheep to complete this challenge.
Don't use this image on websites, blogs or other media without explicit permission.
© All rights reserved