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"The Bed"

 There's been so many stories about the monster under the bed. How you might hear it breathing below you. The possibility of it grabbing your feet and pulling you under. The idea that it might eat you. No matter how you play it, it's something we've feared at least once in our lives. But that could never really happen. After all, you checked before you crawled into bed, right?

***


I glanced over to my clock, the light blasting my eyes, 11:39 pm. I had stayed up too late, for I needed to be up for work at 5 in the morning. I hated working day shift, but with the pay I can't afford not to.


I crawled into bed and pulled my blanket over me. I grabbed an extra one because it was a little chilly tonight. I shut my eyes and attempted to sleep.


Of course that wasn't going to happen. I have an extreme difficulty falling asleep, it's something I've struggled with for as long as I can remember.


I grabbed my phone and turned on some videos to watch. Perhaps that would help me drift to sleep, listening to somebody ramble on about random stuff.


***


I found myself in the middle of a dark building, the walls were made up of square sheets of metal. The lighting around me made the walls give of this deep red color. I couldn't quite place my finger on it, but this room felt evil.


I heard footsteps shuffling behind me. I turned around to see a dark, shadowy figure making his way toward me in a blur. I quickly turned away from it and charged down the hallway.


As I made it to the end of the hall, I found a door and snuck my way in, hoping the shadow guy didn't see me. I leaned against the door and listened carefully for any footsteps. Silence.


After a few more moments, I stepped away from the door and looked around the room. There were still the same square metal sheets covering the wall. The only difference was that this time there were random shapes and drawings carved into each panel.


I heard the door squeek open behind me. I turned around and-


***


I awoke from my nightmare. I looked around, believing the sound came from my room. I looked over to my door to find that it was closed, just as I'd left it. I slumped back into my bed and stared up at the ceiling, catching my breath and laughing.


I knew it'd be difficult to fall back asleep, so I grabbed my phone and turned on another video. This time they were playing a mobile game I was interested in. They were usually a funny person to watch.


I grabbed a bag of chips and laughed along to the video, munching. I stopped when I heard a voice that sounded close by. I paused the video.


"Hello?" I asked into the darkness.


"Can I have some?" Asked a man's voice, sounding a little shaky. "I haven't eaten in days."


"W-where are you?" I stammered.


"Look under your bed." It replied. Only this time their voice sounded more sinister.

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