It was a year after my father died on my birthday of 2011 March 5th, and well, 2012 came along and what I seen that night haunts me forever and I have the scars to prove it.
Around midnight, my little brother was next to was me fixing to sleep when we seen a dark figure standing at our feet and it looked like my father.
It said "I'm taking you to hell with me" then grabbed my arm and all I felt was a deep burning feeling and I was screaming and crying for my life.
Until finally the cross above my bed fell on me and whatever it was backed away and said I'll be back and don't you ever forget it and I've remembered it ever since.
I've forgotten what I believed made that thing back away but I've always had a cross by me ever since
Story Submission: James Clark.
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