Closet 2022

For the longest time, I've told my parents that there was something in my closet that watched me every night.

Every night my parents thoroughly checked the closet up and down, in and out and from behind showing me that they found nothing. Yet, every night, the closet slowly creaked open, and there within the confines of my closet, I would see a dark figure, peering out at me. Unmoving, yet breathing, and threatening. One night, it, or he, or she, stepped out of the closet and shut the door behind it, and stood there, looming over my bed as its dark figure grew larger and larger. I screamed bloody murder. It didn't jump back into the closet until it heard my parents running towards my room. When they came barreling in, I pointed to the closet screaming that it was just here standing at the foot of my bed. My father knew that something must have happened because of the terrified look on my face. My mother sat next to me and hugged me while my father opened the closet door. The door pulled back and shut on its own.