One night, as I lay in bed

March 1, 2025

by Samson

2 min read

Story Premise 2 min read (304 words)

"When I was a child, about six years old, we lived in a cozy house in a small town. One night, as I lay in bed trying to fall asleep, something strange happened. Out of nowhere, a man appeared beside my bed. His hair was dark and slicked back, and he wore a crisp white […]"

When I was a child, about six years old, we lived in a cozy house in a small town. One night, as I lay in bed trying to fall asleep, something strange happened. Out of nowhere, a man appeared beside my bed. His hair was dark and slicked back, and he wore a crisp white suit with a red rose in the front pocket. He looked like he had stepped out of an old photograph. He glowed with a bright light that illuminated my entire room.

I was frozen in fear, unable to move. It felt like an invisible force was pressing down on me, keeping me pinned to the bed. I tried to scream, but no sound came out. The man seemed to be trying to say something to me, but I was too terrified to understand. He stood there for what felt like an eternity, though it was probably only a few minutes. As soon as he vanished, my voice returned, and I screamed so loudly that it felt like I had been screaming the whole time.

My mom rushed into the room, alarmed by my cries, but the man was already gone. It was as if he had silenced everything while he was there. My mom was shaken but tried to reassure me. The man had sharp features and looked young, maybe in his twenties. Despite his handsome appearance, I had never felt such fear.

Around that time, strange things happened in my room. At night, large roaches would start flying around. Sometimes there would be twenty or more. My mom had the house fumigated, but it was always just my room where they appeared. I never saw the man again, but I have never forgotten that night. I often wonder if anyone else has seen him or experienced something similar.

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