The Shadow That Follows You Home

I used to think shadows were harmless.

Now I know better.

It started small. The shadow in my living room would move when I wasn’t looking. Then it started following me from room to room. Then it started appearing in my bedroom at 3:17 AM every night.

I tried everything. New curtains. Heavy curtains. I even bought a nightlight.

Nothing worked.

One night, I stood in the middle of my room and said out loud:

“Show yourself.”

The shadow didn’t show itself.

Instead, it stepped out from behind the wardrobe and stood right next to me.

I screamed.

The shadow screamed with me.

I still live in that house. I changed all the locks. I painted the walls white. I sleep with the lights on.

But at 3:17 AM, I hear it breathing.

And it always sounds like it’s standing right behind my bed.

Creepypasta by Anonymous. Read at your own risk.