When i was about 10 years old I spent most of my time alone watching myself while my parents and oldest sister worked and little sister went off to pre-school. I’ve always have been terrified of my certain areas of my house, though we were the first ones to live there. I would keep away from the crawl space, the storage room, and the bedroom upstairs to the right. Unfortunately, my parents had moved me into that room two days before and I had only spent one night in the room. I had woken in the morning to the sound of my dog barking at my bed and I hadn’t thought much of it because it was fairly normal behavior for him. I left my bed, found some clothes, and began to change from my pajamas and as I did i heard something move from underneath my bed. I was in the process of getting my other leg into my shorts and suddenly i felt a hand grab onto my ankle and pull. I screamed and fought as it continued to pull me under. After about 5 minutes of tug-of-war with whatever the hell it was it leg go and I haven’t stepped into that room since. and to this day no one believes that it happened.
Fuck Yeah Nightmares Answered: 6/10 for scares and thanks for sharing.