Laying in a dark room, demons run through your mind. They may be lurking in the shadows and ready to pounce at any given moment. The idea of this horrifies you, keeping you consumed by your own fears. In reality, if you were to peak behind the curtains, you would find yourself breathing a sigh of relief. You are alone. There's nothing there. Sitting and watching you.
I walk through the door to my boyfriend's home. He described it to me a few times, but seeing it in person made it feel more warm like a real home. I loved seeing all the pictures on the walls, the way he had things arranged, the colors splashed on the walls. It felt nice to be there.
He took my coat and hung it on the coat rack beside the door. Such a gentleman. He lead me to the couch. Before the couch was a small coffee table with a large bowl of popcorn and some drinks. He'd been planning a horror movie date with me. I wasn't too crazy about scary movies, by I decided to humour him and sit this one in with him.
He turned off the lights and put his arm around me as he got the movie started. Already, wrapped in his warmth, it graced me with a wave of calm. This wasn't going to be so bad. It was just a movie after all.
When the movie started, we were greeted with a dark hallway, dimly lit by the light of an open door. The camera lead us through to the very last door at the end of the hall where the lights were out. The camera made its way into the room for us to be greeted by the face of a twisted monster as it screamed and leapt out at the screen. We both screamed and jumped.
We both looked at each other and laughed. I was struggling to catch my breath as my heart was still pounding against my chest. I cuddled a little closer to him. There was something about him holding me that made me feel safe.
As the movie went on, it was a little boring. There were a few parts that scared me, but for the most part the story made no sense. It wasn't too good.
Upon the movie finishing, we both agreed it kind of sucked. He wanted to watch another movie, but I told him I was tired and wanted to leave. I started to head out, but not without him stealing a kiss. He was trying to lure me into bed with him but I wasn't really feeling it tonight. I was glad he respected that and I left.
After making it home, I slipped my shoes off at the doormat and made my way to bed. Although the movie wasn't great, I couldn't shake the image of the horrifying creature that was hiding in the darkness. It haunted me, playing in my mind on repeat. No matter how many times I saw it, the feeling of fear never withered away.
I figured a shower would be the best idea. It might help me clear my head. I took my clothes off and slipped inside, feeling the water rushing over me. Throughout the shower, I couldn't help but think back to the part of the movie where the lights went out while the guy was in the shower. What if that happens to me and a monster comes after me?
I rushed to finish my shower and fled to my new clothes, threw them on, and crawled into bed.
I had to sleep with my lamp light on. I was too terrified that something might be lurking in the shadows if my lights go out. I turned on my TV to find a funny movie to watch to take my mind off things. I eventually landed on one. I laughed so hard I cried in several parts. I almost wished my boyfriend was there to watch them with me. I'm sure he's in bed right now anyways.
Eventually, I fell asleep. I knew this because a noise woke me up. I looked around to find my TV was still on. I had no idea what was on. I looked over to the clock, it was about 3:15 a.m.
I thought it might have been a monster that had woken me up. Much like how you read that if you wake up at night its because you're being watched, but I knew that wasn't true. It couldn't be. Because monsters aren't real.
I walk through the door to my boyfriend's home. He described it to me a few times, but seeing it in person made it feel more warm like a real home. I loved seeing all the pictures on the walls, the way he had things arranged, the colors splashed on the walls. It felt nice to be there.
He took my coat and hung it on the coat rack beside the door. Such a gentleman. He lead me to the couch. Before the couch was a small coffee table with a large bowl of popcorn and some drinks. He'd been planning a horror movie date with me. I wasn't too crazy about scary movies, by I decided to humour him and sit this one in with him.
He turned off the lights and put his arm around me as he got the movie started. Already, wrapped in his warmth, it graced me with a wave of calm. This wasn't going to be so bad. It was just a movie after all.
When the movie started, we were greeted with a dark hallway, dimly lit by the light of an open door. The camera lead us through to the very last door at the end of the hall where the lights were out. The camera made its way into the room for us to be greeted by the face of a twisted monster as it screamed and leapt out at the screen. We both screamed and jumped.
We both looked at each other and laughed. I was struggling to catch my breath as my heart was still pounding against my chest. I cuddled a little closer to him. There was something about him holding me that made me feel safe.
As the movie went on, it was a little boring. There were a few parts that scared me, but for the most part the story made no sense. It wasn't too good.
Upon the movie finishing, we both agreed it kind of sucked. He wanted to watch another movie, but I told him I was tired and wanted to leave. I started to head out, but not without him stealing a kiss. He was trying to lure me into bed with him but I wasn't really feeling it tonight. I was glad he respected that and I left.
After making it home, I slipped my shoes off at the doormat and made my way to bed. Although the movie wasn't great, I couldn't shake the image of the horrifying creature that was hiding in the darkness. It haunted me, playing in my mind on repeat. No matter how many times I saw it, the feeling of fear never withered away.
I figured a shower would be the best idea. It might help me clear my head. I took my clothes off and slipped inside, feeling the water rushing over me. Throughout the shower, I couldn't help but think back to the part of the movie where the lights went out while the guy was in the shower. What if that happens to me and a monster comes after me?
I rushed to finish my shower and fled to my new clothes, threw them on, and crawled into bed.
I had to sleep with my lamp light on. I was too terrified that something might be lurking in the shadows if my lights go out. I turned on my TV to find a funny movie to watch to take my mind off things. I eventually landed on one. I laughed so hard I cried in several parts. I almost wished my boyfriend was there to watch them with me. I'm sure he's in bed right now anyways.
Eventually, I fell asleep. I knew this because a noise woke me up. I looked around to find my TV was still on. I had no idea what was on. I looked over to the clock, it was about 3:15 a.m.
I thought it might have been a monster that had woken me up. Much like how you read that if you wake up at night its because you're being watched, but I knew that wasn't true. It couldn't be. Because monsters aren't real.
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