I was just sleeping when I heard a loud bang. My eyes shot open and I sat up.

My eyes quickly focused on the child who sat at the edge of my bed.

It was less than a second, maybe half a second but it changed everything I once believed in. I was never a believer of ghosts or demons, not until I moved into this house. Yet, I still tell myself It's just my imagination. But, I saw the child very clearly. I can't deny it anymore.

After he disappeared, I got out of my bed chasing after him. I needed to get them out.

I walked into the kitchen and saw him again but he stayed there in front of me.

I froze, shocked and screamed when he morphed into a type of wolf looking thing with glowing red eyes.

My feet refused to move. My body was stuck in place.

White foam oozed out of its mouth as it growled at me, right before he pounced, ripping me apart.