All Chapters of My Nightmares: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

“Melody, it’s dinner time.  You need to come in.”  She yells out the kitchen door and scares me nearly to death.  “If you want Sydney to eat with us, I can call her mom.”  She says when I'm almost to the door.“No.  Her mom isn’t home, just her brother and he won’t let her.  He’s mean.”“Oh.  Well then let’s get you cleaned up, so you can eat.”After washing up, I sit down at the table and we say grace.  “When is dad coming home?”  I look at mom and she glances down at her watch. “Dad said he will be home late tonight.  So, it’s just you and me, kiddo.”We eat and when I’m finished, I excuse myself from the table.  She looks up from her food and says while smiling, “You need to clean up your room, your bed is a mess.”I had forgot about that.  “O.

Looking at me like I was absolutely crazy, he lets me come in and sit down.  “Are you O.K.?”“No, there is something in my room and I think it's a ghost.  The skeleton on my door just moved it’s arm up after I asked for my brother to do something to let me know if he was there.  I could understand if it fell down, but no it just freaking moved up.”“Well, let’s go see.  I’m sure there is a reasonable explanation for it.”  He stands up and grabs something before returning to the room.I glance at him and I could tell right away that he wasn’t taking me seriously.  “You know what?  Just never mind, you’re right.”  I say as I try to just blow it off as me acting nutty because of Halloween.“No, really.  Let’s go.”  He says as he walks to the door and motions for me to follow him.I stand up and start walking

Should I go with my parents?  Or just deal with it and stay home like any other normal teenager.  Thinking about it, I realize that it isn't really all that bad.  After all, I am 13 and it isn't a big deal. I look down and see Bubba pushing my door open slowly with his big head.  He bounces over to me and licks my foot.  The whole time I keep picturing one of those cartoon dogs bouncing along, going "Boingy, boingy, boingy."  When he is done, he curls up on my bed and falls asleep.  Looking at him sleeping sweetly, I just know that having him around won't be much good.  If someone decides to break into the house, he would just lick them and demand attention. Working up the courage to do this, I go in and tell my mom, “Becky just called and she can't c

"Anna"  I hear as soft as a whisper and then a scraping noise coming from my closet.  Cautiously uncovering my head, I am so scared that I feel myself shivering, but I still climb out of bed and stand up.  Hearing the scraping noise again, I take a step in the general direction of the closet.  However, when I hear my name again being called, I run back to the security of my covers and hide underneath them. Shaking uncontrollably, I stay under the covers and listen carefully for any sounds.  What I hear next chills me to the bone and I find myself peeing the bed.  Next to me, I feel a slight disturbance in the air flow and then I hear it.  "Anna."  A distinctely male voice screeches. It hurts my ears because it is so close and when I end up covering them with my hands, it pulls the covers off of me quickly.  Revealing the source of the sound, my heart stops for a beat and then I black out.   Waking

We continue the rest of the tour until we come to the stairs.  “Upstairs, is Nelli’s part of the house.  She has her own library, a playroom, a gaming room, an indoor pool and anything else she needs up here.  You will notice that she doesn’t ever come downstairs.  It’s just best that way.  Now let’s go meet her.  I do ask one thing.  Don’t ever directly look into her eyes.  It tends to upset her.  She also might be quite sleepy because it is getting close to her bedtime.” “Ok.  Sure.”  I give him this not so happy smile as I am not sure after all this that suddenly I want to meet her.  Something is quite off about all of this.  By now the hairs are pricking the back of my neck so hard that I could swear I was shocked with an electrical current.  Suddenly I see a flash run down the stairs and to the front door.  I look at Mr. Stillson shockingly as he falls backwards and topples a couple steps