Scary home alone story

I was always a quiet kid, loved video games, nerdy, and i had never even kissed a girl. I always loved going to my dads house considering my parents were divorced and my dad was always the cool and the fun parent. But, he also worked a lot which left me home alone most of the time while visiting him. His house was relatively big with a large sunroom and down the hall was the the upstairs portion of the house, where my room was. I always loved being in the sunroom and watching horror movies and playing with the dogs. The sunroom also connected to the outside and had a fence right outside the door. One day after going to my dads house we had a fun day of playing video games and even ordered some pizza. But, of course had to go to work at night. I did my usual routine and propped myself right up on the sunroom couch and put on a movie. My biggest fear as a child was the thought of somebody entering my home that is not welcomed. But, the two dogs we had made me feel protected even though they were not really considered guard dogs but having them around made me feel safe. But tonight the dogs were at my grandma’s house for god knows what reason. After a few movies I quickly fell asleep on the couch. I was strangely awoken to creaks in the floor right above me coming from upstairs. I was always paranoid of this and quickly blamed it on the old house noises and tried to just watch some more tv. But the creaking didn’t stop. And suddenly by the worst stroke of luck, the power went out. I groaned “this isn’t happening.” The entire house was pitch black. I realized that the creaking seemed to be slowly coming down the old wooden stairs. My number one fear had come true. But suddenly the slow steps stopped, and I heard full blown sprinting through the hallway coming from the darkness in my direction. I jumped and sprinted for the door and as soon as I slammed the door behind me I hopped over the fence and made my way over to the neighbors house. But before I knocked on the door i took one last glance at the house. In the upstairs window I saw the most terrifying and distorted face I had ever seen in my life. I knocked on the door and the kind neighbors called the police. I noticed that their house had not lost power and realized he must have messed with our fuse box. When the cops arrived they did a complete sweep through the house and found nothing. And the one thing i still see everytime i close my eyes, is that horrible distorted face i saw in that window.

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