I know every sound in this building the tik tok of the grandfathers clock down the hall, the fan of the ac starting up, the squeaking of the mice between the wall. But this rustle under the bed, never hired it before so I looked under the bed. There was nothing there so I laid back down in the bed. After a few minutes a fell asleep. I woke up to the rustle, this time accompanied with soft breathing. I didn\u2019t look\u00a0 behind me because I was too afraid. \u201c I can see you are awake, great then let\u2019s start the game then\u201d it said and grabbed me by the shoulders. At this moment I quickly looked behind me, but there was nothing there. \u201ccome out or I will call the cops\u201d I yelled looking for it.
\nThere was nothing so I called the cops. When they arrived the searched\u00a0 the house. \u201cclear\u201d they yelled from every room.
\nOne cop, Jeff we will call him took my statement. Once I gave him my statement he looked strange at me. \u201cI know it is strange but that\u2019s wat happened\u201d I said. \u201c no that\u2019s not it\u201d Jeff said \u201cit\u2019s just that the previous owner gave us the same statement\u201c. \u201cone month later he got killed\u201d a nother cop said.<\/p>\n
I now live in another apartment and writing this in the closet in the hope it can\u2019t fine me. I hired the rustle of the monster again. I can still hear it berthing outside of the closet.<\/p>\n
If you can read this it is already too late and I am already dead but please I need this story to get in to the world so people know of the bed monster.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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