Author’s Note: While laying in bed, the inspiration came from seeing the black void of my closet and naturally thought about what my first story would be. It’s not detailed, but I hope you enjoy. Also, don’t read this in the dark.
There was once a little girl by the name of Lily, she was a very sweet innocent girl. Every morning she would gladly greet her parents in the morning while she woke up. Her parents greeted her back with a breakfast meal any time. She had a bunch of friends, one blue eyed blonde looking girl and a brown haired glasses little girl who seemed to always be shy. They always play and talk about anything that goes on in the mind of a child. As the day went on, she kept staring at her closet, nothing was happening, but there was this eeriness that always seemed to bother young Lily who never had a fear of her closet.
That night as her dad tucked her into bed. She asked her dad, “Can you check the closet, please?” as he did, her dad reassured her that there was nothing there. She could clearly see a long hand peering out of the closet holding the door open, the hand looked to be long and sharp, the nails were pretty long, but the hand itself was skinny. She said scared and in shock, “I can see it, it’s there,” as the dad reassured her again, it was like the hand she saw disappeared. However she was still not convinced that it was safe, so she decided to check for herself. When she checked, she was finally convinced nothing was there, she decided to kiss her dad goodnight and head to bed. As her dad was leaving, she noticed that her dad closed the closet door, to keep her mind at ease.
That night, she woke up at around three maybe three-thirty in the morning to her closet being wide open. She grabbed a flashlight by her bed to see if she can fight off her fears. When she grabbed the flashlight her closet door closed shut, she could hear footsteps as if it was climbing around her. She finally shined a flashlight to her ceiling revealing what looks to be a skinny figure with insanely black teeth, hair as long as hers, and white pale skin with a huge hole revealing the organs and rib cage of the figure. As she continued to stare intensely at the scary figure, her light begins to fade until the flashlight fully goes off. She lets out a huge scream that only fades as her presence disappears and she is no longer in her bed. However, her dad wakes up to her faded screaming. His closet door opens to a note saying, “The nights have fallen, you can now slumber, as the child of the faded pedals, have fueled my hunger.” Feeling relieved, the dad went back to sleep, but sorrow how he had to sacrifice his young daughter.
