was sleeping on my bed like I usually do every night. But then, I heard footsteps outside my door. I peeked out to see what was happening. The door swung open quietly to show a man carrying the torn and tattered bodies of my toys. After putting them on a chair, he wrote something on the wall and crawled under my bed. I was so scared that I could feel myself shaking. I pretended that I slept through the whole thing and hadn’t awoken yet. I lay still, silently hearing the breathing from under my bed. As my eyes slowly adjusted to the darkness, I tried to read the words on the wall. I almost gasped when I finally made out the sentence. ‘I know you’re awake!’ Then suddenly, I felt something shift under my bed. I jumped and ran as fast as I could until I banged into my parents and a policeman coming towards my room.
The Scary Night
