{"id":566,"date":"2018-05-10T09:26:50","date_gmt":"2018-05-10T09:26:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.horrorpalace.com\/creepypasta\/?p=566"},"modified":"2018-05-10T09:26:50","modified_gmt":"2018-05-10T09:26:50","slug":"your-time-is-up","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.horrorpalace.com\/creepypasta\/your-time-is-up\/","title":{"rendered":"Your Time Is Up"},"content":{"rendered":"

I don\u2019t remember anything. All I do remember is being knocked out on my bed at home.Now I\u2019m in a white room, in a white bed, with a man about 6ft tall dressed in white as well. He\u2019s talking in a mild voice which scares me. I try to move my arms but unfortunately, they are strapped down along with my legs which worries me. I feel the presence of \u201cit\u201d in the room. The lights are dimmed and my vision goes languid so it\u2019s hard to see.But I know \u201cit\u201d is here.<\/span><\/p>\n

The first time I encountered \u201cit\u201d was the late summer of 1996. I was walking in the forest behind my house on Timberlate Cove. After being out there for about 5 minutes, out of the corner of my eye I saw a rabbit,dead. With my curious self, I walk to it and knelt down beside it. It looked like it had been cut open with something all the way from its throat to the bottom of its gut. But with what? No animal or thing was around so stupidly enough I picked up the wounded creature and took it home.<\/span><\/p>\n

Now the doctor is squirting some kind of medication and my vision goes blurry and now I can\u2019t see. I faintly wake up and there are cuts and stitches on my mouth and all over my body.Looking around the room, I notice that there isn\u2019t any doctors around but some kind of creature. The presence of \u201cit\u201d is stronger than usual and I\u2019m sore. Then faintly, I hear talking. The voice is telling me that my \u2018time is up\u2019. So with confusion, I reach up towards the ceiling and break the chains and straps holding me down. I now realize that I\u2019m standing over the creature that was hooking me up to a black box on the wall.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cYour time is up, Doc\u201d, I say with the fear of what is coming next. I push him or should I say \u201cit\u201d, onto the bed that I was strapped on, strapped him\/ \u201cit\u201d down and pressed a button that folds the bed in half like a sandwich.\u201cSquash\u201d, is all I hear as the deep, red blood flies everywhere.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNow you know how I feel on a daily basis. I know what I am now, I had a sharp feeling in my heart for so long, now it\u2019s finally out of my system.\u201d As soon as I said that, two tall guards come running into the room.Two tall guards, probably twice my size, run in with spray. I grab 2 bloody needles from the table beside the squashed man, and I run towards one of the guards and stab them.<\/span><\/p>\n

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Since he had 2 knives on him, I decide to drop the needles and go for the knives and stab the guard.I cut him open from his throat to the end of his gut and let his internal organs fall out onto the floor.The other guard drops his spray and runs out the door yelling, \u201cShe\u2019s up! Run away!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

After playing with the smooshed man\u2019s blood, I decide to go home. So I slip on my slides and walk down the stairs and find a map of the county. As I\u2019m walking home, the presence of \u201cit\u201d comes back to me. In the neighbor\u2019s bush is where I find him. He gets up and starts walking towards me.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhere are you going ,Emily? Back home to your mommy and daddy?\u201d \u201cIt\u201d says.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cNo!\u201d I say without hesitation, \u201csacrifice and revenge is what I\u2019m doing.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cContinue darling. If you need any help you know who to call.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cAlrighty then.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

I softly knock on the front door of the house and watch for my mother. I see her walk up and press her ear against the door then looks out.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cHello, mother\u201d, I say while forcing the door open and letting my mother fall to the ground. I push her so hard into the wall by the door that she hits her head on the shelf which makes her fall. Then all of a sudden, a knob from the shelf falls and hits her so hard in the head that it cracks her skull open. After that,all of a sudden, a picture falls and paralyzes her and gives her a concussion.<\/span><\/p>\n

I hear something from the master bedroom and walk quietly in. My step-dad is sitting up in bed and I give him my sad look, \u201c Oh. Mother\u2019s gone. Who will take the money?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n

Suddenly he jumps out of bed and whacks me in the face making me fall to the floor. When I felt like getting up, which was like a seconds after, I trip the man on the floor and grab a pillow and place it forcefully on his face. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cCrack,crack,crack\u201d, is all I hear when I stomping on his face under the pillow. \u201cThat\u2019s all you cared about was the money, wasn\u2019t it? You never loved her. You never loved her at all\u201d, I say in a mean tone while peeling the pillow away from his face. Pieces of his face were falling off of this pillow.<\/span><\/p>\n

Then I remember my brother. So I run towards his room after picking up the knives from the floor. <\/span><\/p>\n

\u201cWhack!\u201d I fall to the floor in pain from being hit in the jaw with a baseball bat. So I get up and drag his butt to the wall and pin him. I stab the knives through his arms and pin him. I now notice the butter knife on his bed-side table. So I walk over to it and pick it up and cut him open from his throat to the bottom of his gut.<\/span><\/p>\n

\u2018Your time is up\u2019, is my famous last words to my brother and to you so you better watch out because you’re next.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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