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I've always had a babysitter when I didn't want to or couldn't go somewhere with my parents. Now that I am eleven, my parents have decided I am old enough to stay home on my own.
"If you need anything just call us or go to the neighbor." Said my dad.
"There's some spaghetti in the refrigerator and chicken nuggets in the freezer. We don't want to come home and find you hungry. And brush your teeth" Said my mom.
"And don't answer the door for anyone, not even us, we have keys." Said my dad.
"I know, I can take care of myself. Adios."
"Adios mijo, cuida te." My parents kissed me and closed the door behind them. I heard car doors open and shut, and the headlights shone through the curtains as they pulled out of the driveway.
Now that they're gone, my party begins. I stuck some chicken nuggets in the microwave, poured a giant glob of barbeque next to them and I began watching South Park. My parents never let me watch it when they're home but they're not here to stop me, feels good to go against authority. After the marathon was over, I decided to go brush my teeth and get ready to go to bed.
As I lay on my bed, tossing and turning, and trying to get the blanket to cover my feet, I finally got comfortable. I closed my eyes and drifted away into unconsciousness.
Sometime at around 12:15 am I was awoken by my security lights turning on and shining through my blinds right into my face. The barking of my dogs also woke me up. I tried to ignore the incessant barking of my dogs but after two minutes, my patience ran out and I decided to do something about it. I stepped out of my room, hair hanging over my eyes but before I could open the sliding door and yell, my dogs bolted across the backyard and ran back into the garage; I didn't think much of it. Since I'm up, might as well use the toilet.
As I was standing there at the toilet, waiting for it to come out, trying not to fall asleep, the bathroom got a little darker as the security lights turned off. I finished up and began walked back through the kitchen to my room. My room is a new addition to the house so it is added onto the kitchen and separated from everyone else.
As I walked through the kitchen, I felt my heart sink as I saw something out the corner of my eye. I think I saw a transparent gray shadow hide in my shed. If anything were out there, my dogs would have alerted me. I lay down on my bed again to fall asleep again but the thought of what could be out there won't let me sleep.
It's 12:29 now and I still can't sleep, I keep on imagining the worst. Every pop, every creak, every squeak is keeping me awake. The sounds are imaginary but they feel real enough to me to get me to turn my head every time I hear one. My heart sank into my chest, my eyes peeled open and I felt a cold sweat as I heard the next sound. It was the sound of something touching my window. I'm afraid to look, I don't want to see what's at my window but I have to, I have to see what it is.
Eyes the size of a fist, and as black as the night it arrived in. It has a hole where its mouth should be. Its throat is clearly visible as it peeks through my blinds trying to see me. Each of its 3 bony fingers are nearly 10 inches long and the finger tip are rounded as if they're suction cups on an octopus. It's cold hands led to its very long, pale, and angular arms. It's nothing but skin, bones, and fear.
I want to move and run out of my room but I can't, I can't move. I'm frozen in fear. The paralysis further adds to my terror as I'm afraid of not being able to move. All I can do is stare into its dark eyes and hope it leaves me alone. My breathing is shallow despite my high heart rate. Every time my heart beats, I can feel it getting closer. It's eyes are pitch black and motionless but I know it sees me, I can feel it. Its hand slowly moved down the window and it turned then walked out of view.
In a quick act of desperation, I got out of bed and ran into the kitchen, not even bothering to close the door behind me. I felt pain in the toes of my right foot, my right cheekbone and heard a few pops as I hit a corner in the darkness. I lost my balance and I hit my elbow really hard on the ceramic tile floor. I scrambled to get up and try to ignore the pain in my body but the floor is too slippery. I tried crawling but it hurts too much to crawl on my knees. I collapsed again and tried to drag myself but it's not enough. Hot tears of agony streamed down my face and gave me a saline taste in my mouth; I just want my parents to be here to protect me.
I heard high-pitched squeal. It's not a sound I heard with my ears, it's a sound I heard in my head. It keeps getting louder and louder to the point where it drowns out my thoughts and it hurts my brain. I want to get something sharp like a screwdriver and jam it into my ear to scratch my brain but I can't fight this. My tears made my vision blurry but I could still make out the 2 figures standing in my living room, they're getting closer.
A hand grabbed my ankle and dragged me across the kitchen floor. My fingernails did nothing to slow me down. It flipped me onto my back and put something on my face. I tried to scream for help but the mask went into my mouth and my nose and it goes in deeper with every breath. I'm drowning.
My body is wrapped in some unrippable, latex sheet. I can toss and turn all I want but nothing is going to get me free and out of the nightmare's grip. The sound of walking on metal resonated beneath me as I was carried uphill. I heard a whoosh behind me and I felt weightless. My body was fastened to a cold table, they really didn't want me out. A tube was forced down my windpipe and I felt it vibrate as it pumped something into my lungs. Drowsiness overpowered me.
First I felt the cold all over me then my eyes slowly opened. I saw my naked, shivering body lying on the cold operating table. The harnesses are gone but I still can't move, all I can do is shiver. Scalpels, probes and my sweatpants are drifting in the weightlessness of outer space. I want to scream for help but the tube in my mouth won't let me, and who will hear me out here? I heard more steps but I can't turn my head to see where they're coming from, I can only move my eyes. An alien appeared from the side and gazed into my eyes, it blinked once and looked at another one of its kind. The other one stood at my feet and looked me then gulped. I felt a cold finger touch the back of my neck and run down my spine and a cold chill run up it. The first one grabbed some metal contraption and put it around my right eye so it would stay open, now my eyes are fixated up. A machine came out of the ceiling and a needle extended out of it and shot a light into my eye. Next I felt something icy and wet on my chest. Something cold and metal touched down on the center of my chest and ran down leaving a trail of pain. Before I knew it, the needle above me got closer and closer. I felt a brief feeling of intense pain right before everything went cold and black.