I wake up with a start. A screamer stuck in my throat. A scream I’m trying to swallow right back. Because something is here. Something woke me up and I’m not sure what. But I can feel it. My arms are covered in goosebumps. I looked around my slightly light room thanks to a nightlight I keep on at night. I don’t see anything. There’s nothing here. But I can feel it. I know I’m not crazy. I frantically keep looking around and there’s still nothing for me to see. I decide to stand up and turn the light on in order to look better.
As I put both of my feet in the ground and stand up I feel a hand grab my ankle and that is when I scream. The hand starts pulling me under my bed while I try to kick and fight, frantically clawing at my bed and the ground.
“I’m not going back!” I scream back at the creature.
I refuse to go back to hell. I crawled out from it and forced myself to don on a human skin. I won’t go back to that boring place.
But I can’t break free. This creature is stronger than I am. Being human has made me weak. I’m not the demon I used to be. I’m filled with despair as I keep sinking to hell. Where I will remain for an eternity.