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When I came to my bedroom and flicked the light back on, I gasped. My bed was ravaged, torn completely apart. It was like some animal had jumped into it and just ripped it to shreds. I stepped forward to look at what was left of my bed and just stood in shock for who knows when. It wasn’t until I heard the sound of a familiar growl that I turned around. Standing near my door, right at the light switch, was when I finally saw it.
It was a man, a white and rotting man with a mangled body that looked like he had once been a dog’s chew toy staring at me. I was too in shock to even raise my weapons. He stared at me for just a moment and then… flicked off the light. I screamed. I’m not even ashamed to admit it.
I screamed and bolted. I didn’t care if that was where that man had been standing. I ran right past where I had seen him, swinging my bat like a madman. I nearly put a hole in the hallway as I ran through into the safe light of the hall. I turned to look back then, just in time to see him once again near the hall’s light switch. He turned that one off too. By then, I didn’t want to fight. I wanted to be safe. I burst past the living room and ran into the brightness of my kitchen. I heard the sound of growling and scratching nearly all around me, then and I knew he was coming back. I looked back to once again see that mangled and rotten corpse of a man turn off another light with a broken finger and plunge me into terrifying darkness. I broke for the living room. ![images (36).jpeg](https://cdn.steemitimages.com/DQmZuFeLhf58GrzJWXghEvhT4jesd3TzMmZUbnLYnJBheJh/images%20(36).jpeg)[source](https://afadedromantic.wordpress.com/2013/02/24/ghost/amp/)
'What to do', I gasped. Nothing else but to pray he would never come back if he does then I would be in trouble. Trying to get calm, I had to remain awake waiting patiently for the figure to appear again then launch a very good hard attack which could possibly overwhelmed the strange figure. As I was struggling and battling to remain awake then a strange wind blew heavily as if there was to be an earthquake. It I wasn't long after the wind had calm that I woke up. Alas! It was a dream!