A/N: HI! You guys can call me Sakumi. This is not my first crack at a story, but this was a journal prompt for school. It is in First POV, and I do not mind if you guys hate it. I also have a poem and a story on here. The story is not finished, but I would like to know if I should continue it or if I should delete it. So please take a look at both of them and let me know what you think.
I was lying in my bed when I heard a noise. 'What was that and where did it come from?' I asked myself. I head the noise again and I felt a thumpwhen it happened. I concluded that it came from underneath my bed. I got out of my bed, got on my knees, and lifted the bed cover. All I saw was my keyboard, a bag of stuffed animals, a couple of picture frames, and when I look to the right, I saw a huge pair of glowing, green eyes. 'Nothing under here.' I thought and pulled the cover back down. I did a double-take when I remembered 'glowing, green eyes.' I quickly got up, and ran out to my living room. 'What was that under my bed?' I thought. 'I don't have any animals, but maybe I was imagining things.'
My grandfather then came out of his room and asked me what I was doing. I told him what happened and he said that I was imagining things and to get to sleep for it was eleven at night.
I reluctantly went back to my room only to see those eyes staring at me from on top of my bed. I quickly closed my eyes and said that I was imagining things and that it will go away. I opened my eyes and saw that the eyes had disappeared. I carefully got back on my bed and tried to go back to sleep, but I felt that something still wasn't right. I went to turn over and I felt hair. The hair was short and was coarse. I knew instantly that it was not my hair.
I wanted to get out of my room, but before I could get off of the bed, I heard a click followed by the rustle of the bed covers lifting up. I looked over my shoulder and saw those eyes again, followed by a head and a body. Due to the glow of my clock, I saw that it was a giant spider. I was about to scream when one of the hairy arms/legs covered my mouth.
~~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: This next part I am free writing. The part that you just read was in my journal, while this next part wasn't.
I instantly shot up in my bed. 'That was some nightmare.' I thought. 'I don't get nightmares often anymore, and if I do then I instantly forget them. That one seemed so real though...' I got out of bed and started to change my clothes when I noticed something on one of my pillows. I looked at it, and I saw that it was short, bristle-like hair...
