You stand at the bottom of the stairs,
staring at the landing on the end. You
nervously take in all the shadows stretching
from the beginning of the staircase till its
You fell a deep sense of fear pool in your
gut and scold yourself for the horrible
decision of watching late night horror
movies with friends.
You have to reach the top of the stairs to
get to your apartment. So, you give yourself
a pep talk that all supernatural whatnots
are simply figments of imagination and
don’t exist in reality.
But there is still a pesky little voice in the
back of your head which taunts you, “what
if they really do exist?”.
Trying to ignore it, you determinedly take
your first step. Your legs feel like they have
turned slightly numb. But you continue to
climb up, even if your heart feels heavy
against your chest due to fear of evil ghosts
and your legs become increasingly frozen.
Your mind takes the liberty to supply your
head with the images of literally every
horror or creepy story you ever read. The
nearer you are to your destination, the
more you feel like there is a presence
lurking at the top of the stairs.
You want to magically teleport yourself to
your apartment, but you know that it is
impossible. You muster up all the courage
you can and as soon as you reach the end
of the stairs, you sprint to your apartment
and ring the bell.
Seconds tick by, and with each passing
second, it feels that the presence you felt is
right behind you. Your blood runs cold. You
cant take the fear anymore and turn
around, only to see an empty space behind
you. That is the moment when your mother
opens the door and scares the daylights
out of you. Then you take a few seconds to
register what just happened and finally
enter your apartment. You return to a
normal state soon and chide yourself for
being so afraid over nothing.
Author’s note- This story aims to describe
how one feels while climbing up stairs with
no lights on after watching a horror movie.Spooky