The Hamper I never seem to get any sleep at night. I usually just lay awake in bed desperately trying to close my eyes, but I end up just staring blankly at the ceiling. The i get up for work and I spend my day selling burgers in exhaustion. Last night was the first time in a long time that I fell asleep.It was one of the most restless nights of my life. I found myself standing up in my bathroom, and I was staring into my mirror unable to move. I struggled and squirmed for what seems like an eternity. Then, I saw a small twitch come from my dirty cloths hamper. It was barely noticeable at first, but its movements became more frantic and intense. I cought a glimpse of a humanoid figure begin to crawl out. I felt a bead of sweat drip down my forehead, and my fingernails dug into my palms like barbed wire. It appeared to be a woman with pale, veiny skin, and her face was as equally grotesque. She had claw like hands, and they were clutching a wooden doll with black eyes and black hair. I could her her bones snap and crack with every step she took towards me. Eventually, she got so close to me that I could feel her breathing down my neck.I started to gag as her long, serpent like tongue creep-ed up to my ear. I was griping my hands so hard that they began to bleed. The pain made a tear run down my cheek. She licked the tear from my face, and then her tongue slithered down to my hands. She started to lap up my blood like milk. When she was finished licking my hands clean, she started to stumble back to the hamper. She began to climb back in, but before she left me standing alone in the dark she turned to me and licked her lips. I woke up the next morning more tired than I was when I fell asleep. My hands throbbed with pain from clawing at them in my sleep.I finally emerged from my bed, and I went to go make some breakfast. On my way through the hall I couldn’t stop myself from looking into my bathroom, but more specifically the hamper. I had to check just for my own well being. I started yanking the cloths from the hamper. I started to hesitate as I got to the bottom. My heart started to race. when I got to the bottom, I saw a wooden doll with black eyes and black hair.
Posted on: Thu, 06 Jun 2013 17:36:09 +0000
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